The bullfrog was buried in the leaves that had collected in the skimmer. When I pulled it out, the frog jumped out and landed on the hot concrete and kept hopping. More leaves were floating and one, to my disgust, was being ridden by a two inch mulch roach. The only other rescue was a small dark moth. I got photos of none of these. After dark, I took a few pictures of the moon which was
past the first quarter and 67% illuminated.
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