Walking along a creek these days is amusing. Every few steps you hear a “plop! plop!” as the frogs sunning on rocks dive into the water to escape. Nevermind that they can easily hear clumsy me coming, or that I’m nowhere near their rock – “plop! plop!” it is, and I can never seem to get close enough to catch a photograph.
I met this little guy in the middle of Plotter’s Kill. I eased toward him, expecting him to jump for cover like every other frog I came across, but he sat there and ignored me. I popped out the close-up filter and started snapping. Eventually I was about 6 inches away from him, kneeling in the muddy gravel and getting the camera strap wet. Finally, I dislodged a rock and made a splashing noise and he jumped into the water.
It wasn’t until I was editing the photos from that shoot that I noticed something odd. All the other frogs had dark brown or black irises, but this one was milky blue. I didn’t get a look at his right eye so I don’t know if he was totally blind. Still, I was making enough noise that he should have reacted – which makes me wonder if he was also deaf. Assuming frogs have ears. Do frogs have ears? Earholes? They can hear me walking, so I assume some sort of auditory capacity exists.