Ninth Day of Christmas

By December 22, 2012 Animals 3 Comments

On the ninth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me…

…nine frogs a-croaking!

…eight vultures circling!

…seven spiky yuccas!

…six types of milkweed!

…fiiiive! naaaative! plaaaaants!

…four hummingbirds!

…three moorhens!

…two mourning doves!

…and a replacement for a Bradford pear tree!


We have frogs here.

Most of the year we merely have a LOT of frogs. There is a stretch in spring, however, when the cricket frogs are hatching, where we have frogs in Biblical proportion, and I stop going out in the garden for a day or two because I will step on too many tiny amphibians.

The nine species so far found in the garden are Southern toads, Fowler’s toads, chorus frogs, the aforementioned cricket frogs (and don’t ask me if they’re Southern or Northern, because I am not a herpetologist.*) eastern pickerel frogs, bronze frogs, Gray’s tree frog, leopard frogs and spring peepers. (I have never actually seen a peeper, but boy, do we hear ’em. The real songsters, however, are the chorus frogs.)

Our pond is full primarily of bronze frogs, which are like small bullfrogs. Every now and then a leopard frog will come to the pond, but it’s primarily owned by bronze frogs, and they’re the ones who breed in it most enthusiastically.

The cricket frogs (who are teeny weeny little things) breed everywhere, but primarily in the drainage ditches and any standing puddles you may have lying around. Improving some of the garden’s standing water issues had to wait until the narrow window when they weren’t full of tadpoles—and we’ll see next year how successful I may have been there.

There are enough interesting frog facts to keep us here until the new year, so I won’t start in, except to say that having a frog pond is possibly the most fun I’ve had as a gardener.


*I’ve never even had a cold sore.



  • Jamie says:

    I am loving the 12 days of gardener’s Christmas and the Christmas treedino. Thank you for creating and sharing these!!

  • Fiona says:

    We in Aus have frogs called “pobblebonks”. They make this lovely two-toned call – ker-BLONK. Where “ker” is sort of normal human mid-range, and BLONK is third bass rumble in the toes deep.

    I have them in my dam. It makes the midnight loo stumble worthwhile, hearing them among all the other frogs.

    No idea what they look like though 🙂

    And I don’t know what frog it is that wakes one up VERY suddenly by leaping up from one’s seated knees when one sits on said loo except “brave” …