This morning, as I was watering the garden here in the Sierra foothills, I spotted a Sierran Treefrog hanging out on a nearby piece of crockery. This is probably a female, because males have a dark throat.
Every evening, they can be heard rustling around in the dry oak leaves that surround the garden area. This was the first time I saw one sitting still!
I love tree frogs. They are so cool. It hung out for a while, then headed on its way. This was my second amphibian experience so far this month. Not bad.