by Gillian Larson | posted: June 12, 2014

After Debbie and Abby returned to Ashland, we stayed at the horse camp at Hyatt Lake, and on Thursday I rode south from Highway 140 back to Hyatt Lake on Shyla. The trail wound through the forest and we startled a lot of deer and sent them leaping off into the woods as we went along. At one point as we crossed beside a stream my “herp senses” went into high alert, and I looked down to see this little toad peeking out at me from his burrow in the soft mud of the bank. He just sat there peering out and blinking at me from his hole where he was safe and snug from predators.


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