Sometimes I sit and think

Late, late, last night and all of a sudden there's a green tree frog on the patio window... perhaps a green window frog... a new subspecies.

I pulled together the flash diffuser and crept out into the cicada sung night, slipping from the front door around the side of the house. But in truth I don't think it would have minded if I'd bounded round on Morrigan!

Mid thirties out here today, apparently. I might imitate this fellow under the shades by the pool...