While he was down there - nose to the sod - he found a friend.
For all intensive purposes, his name is Waldo.
Can you find him!?
How about now?!
I know... I know, not very clear is it?!
It's because he kept hopping all over the place.
Waldo is a toad.
A very small toad.
He could sit on a quarter... and fit perfectly (with room to grow).
We called Nic over from the park so that he, too, could see the toad.
This was his response...
Probably because, when he first asked if he could touch it - and started to reach - we all yelled out NO! It's poisonous!
Now toads and mushrooms are on the do-not touch list.
In other news...
Look at this lovely sunset...
We certainly are spoiled!
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