Lily Pads

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See all that yellow out in the water? That is lily pads between Goose Island and our place. Because the water is more shallow this summer, the vegetation has flourished. And so have the frogs.


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  1. Shabby chic SandyJuly 2, 2012 at 12:55 AM

    I bet the frogs sound great. At our old house we had a pond and the frogs were so loud! That is so neat you have all those lilly pads!

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  2. PondsideJuly 2, 2012 at 1:23 AM

    Wow, what a lot of lily pads! I love to go to sleep to the sound of the frogs in our ponds, and I imagine that the frog orchestra at your place must be fantastic.

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  3. AnonymousJuly 2, 2012 at 4:24 AM

    How wonderful to have all those lily pads. I would love to hear your frogs!!!

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  4. TexWisGirlJuly 2, 2012 at 8:19 AM

    i like lily pads - not if they choke out open water, though. :)

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  5. KerinJuly 2, 2012 at 1:10 PM

    What a treat!

    Hope that this is a great week for you !!

    Smiles :)
    Kerin

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  6. lil red henJuly 2, 2012 at 3:22 PM

    There are lily pads in the slough we cross going to the hay field. I always think of The Wind in the Willows when we cross.

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  7. A Colorful WorldJuly 2, 2012 at 5:56 PM

    So neat!

    I am thankful today for ants! :-) (Even though they bite me every time I water the garden....but I can SEE them! :-) )

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  8. UnknownJuly 3, 2012 at 9:22 AM

    What a spectacular scene to enjoy. We have the world famous Lily Ponds near here & it is an awesome sight when in bloom.

    Have a sparkling 4th ~
    TTFN ~
    Hugs,
    Marydon

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  9. Coloring Outside the LinesJuly 5, 2012 at 9:13 AM

    We don't have any pads in our pond, but the frogs are quite active (and so are the turtles)!

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