On Friday afternoon, after having lunch at the park, Elaine and Vivian came over for a short playdate before Cora's softball practice. It was nice enough to have the windows open, and we soon heard the distinct sound of croaking.
Elaine and the girls and I could hear it from the corner of the yard by the extra plant pots, but we couldn't find the frog. Stace located it Saturday morning, much to Violet's delight. (Cora wasn't as interested, claiming the frog was gross.)
Violet named it Brownie, which I suppose is that much more original than "Froggy" or "Kermit."
After taking Cora to a birthday party, Stace, Violet and I headed to Placerita Canyon with Brownie in a smaller pot. Violet was very excited about it all, talking to Brownie the whole way, after decorating his short-term home with flowers.
We checked in with the docents, one of whom told us Brownie was a full-grown tree frog and would probably like the small pond up by Walker Cabin. So, after a little encouraging, Brownie splashed into his (or her) new home.
We then went in to watch the first part of the animal show, where we got up close and personal with Cricket the Kestral.
We also got a good look at a king snake, and a good feel of its old skin.
It was a nice couple of hours; thanks, Brownie, for giving us the excuse to head up to our favorite nature center!
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