Frog Song

As is customary in Houston in the summer, we have torrential thunder storms in the afternoon to cool things off and flood our streets. As the clouds dissipate, the water receeds and the thermometer once again soars to 100 degrees, creating a veritable sauna. This daily deluge also spawns frogs...lots and lots of frogs.

Tonight, the ditches in my neighborhood are full and the heavy Houston air is filled with frogsong. They apparently have a lot to say and they are going about it in cachophenous unison. Noisy critters...