I went by the park last night expecting it to be the same lifeless park I visit every week, but to my surprise there was some activity. One young man was fishing near the middle parking area, not sure he was having any luck. Three other vehicles were parked in the furthest parking lot, however there were no signs of their owners. I suspect they were fishing the larger lake.
I was drawn to the woods by the sound of a loud splash. After trudging through the soggy brush, I stopped to see if I could spot the source of the splash. After standing quietly for several minutes I saw nothing. Suddenly I realized that I was so focused on what I could see that I was missing all the noise around me. The woods had come alive with the sound of frogs, and once I adjusted my focus to the sound, it seemed almost deafining. I couldn't see them but there must be thousands of frogs judging from the sound.
While I was at the park I continued with my earlier pledge to pick up trash. I collected a bag full and deposited it in the trash can before I left.
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