Sprinkled with bits of the crumbling trunk this little frog was hanging onto a perch in the curve of a rotting tree.
I was expecting him to jump as soon as I spotted him, but there he sat watching the world go by.
Magnolia Plantation and Gardens, Charleston, SC
May 12, 2024
Looking over the railing of the boardwalk through the rookery I spotted cammo-frog.
Cypress Wetlands, Port Royal, SC
March 29, 2024
This was one of the rare times I have spotted a frog; usually if they are around I hear a “splash” after they have jumped into the water or they are totally camoflaged. This one was not quite hiding in duckweed that was more brown than the usual green.
Donnelley Wildlife Management Area, SC
October 28, 2023
I hardly ever see frogs out in the swamps. Occasionally I hear a splash that seems like it could be a frog, but couldn’t swear to it.
Friday I saw two! This first one was perched on a tree stump.
And this fellow was all about the green: mustache, moss, and umbrella foliage.
Francis Beidler Forest, SC
April 14, 2023
I wasn’t sure… I’d photographed around this statue before, mostly flowers and insects…could I have missed a frog as part of the installation?
I walked around this little pond several times…
…the frog never moved. The frog was not there when I went back yesterday to see the azaleas, so he must have been the real deal.
With only a 100mm lens with me I couldn’t get far enough away to get an image of the whole pond.
Middleton Place, Charleston, SC
February 15, 2023
Fresh out of the water with a bit of duck weed attached this frog nestled into the pondside detritus.
Bulls Island is a 5000 acre barrier island off the coast of South Carolina with multiple ecosystems including maritime forest, fresh and brackish water impoundments and salt marsh.
April 2, 2022
I hear frogs croaking and splashing into the water ahead of me, but rarely see them around the swamp. This fellow caught my attention with a small croak, and then was perfectly still.
Sitting on a fallen Powdery Alligator-flag leaf, he blended into the wet leaves pretty well and it took me a minute to spot him.
It was his shape that caught my eye as I rounded a corner to a small pond. He sat perfectly still, until he was GONE!
A Tree Frog, almost hiding in plain sight.
The big leaf was bouncing in the breeze with the frog just enjoying the ride.
I haven’t seen many frogs around the various ponds I visit. Usually I just hear the splash as they disappear. I heard this one and his pals in a croaking chorus long before I got to the pond. I finally spotted him near the edge of the water. At least two others were answering in the deeper reeds.
He was huge! Bigger than my hand.
This is a bit further out in the pond, which is the same pond that the Barred Owls hunt around. The frogs might live longer if they didn’t announce themselves with such enthusiasm.
