Freedom!

We've been hearing a grey tree frog over by Maxwell's Farm for a few days now. Hearing him again today, I asked Owen, "Are you ready to set Sid free?" Sid, our frog-in-residence, has had a happy spring in the moss terrarium eating vitamin dusted crickets and flies foraged from windowsills. Our goal all along has been to set Sid free. So we packed him up for a walk into the woods, and decided on a spot by a stream where there was a tree with lots of lichens. At first Sid just perched on my hand--I started to second guess this decision. Are there enough leaves on the trees for him to blend in? Will it be too cold at night? Then he leaped from my hand onto the ground. We watched him for a little while, and then left him--perhaps to be an owl's meal (as one colleague imagined) or maybe we'll walk by that spot another day and hear a trilling call.....As we went home Owen held my hand and stated, 'That was a bummer, but I was lucky to have him, wasn't I?" I was surprised that Owen recognized that Sid was meant to be wild. I'll admit, that night, I wondered (and worried) how Sid was.

 Sid's star patterned back

 Saying goodbye

 Lichen colored

Good Luck Sid!