|At night, during the first few spring rains, there are a couple of roads that have hundreds of salamanders crossing them in hopes of sweet, sweet lovin' on the other side. Toads and little Spring Peepers, too. We walked up and down with ponchos and flashlights looking for them. You think that's weird? Well, there were other people there before us! |
Unfortuantely, many of them meet an untimely end under a set of steel-belted radials. So I'd pick them up on one side of the road and drop them off on the other. Go get some, salamander!