This well-camouflaged little fella was singing up a storm but I couldn’t see him for the longest time.When I’d hear the song, I’d take a few steps toward it, song would stop, I’d wait. Repeated this about five times and finally found him singing and enjoying the water from the wet-weather spring in the middle of the driveway of our rental house that we enjoy a little less than this guy does. When I got a little close with the photo he leaped and attached with those wonderful treefrog sucker feet to the leg of my jeans before hopping on to a place he could sing without being bothered by pesky photogs. 🙂