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These guys aren’t migrating, but there sure were a lot of them.

So migration is a thing here.
DSC_0464I’ve seen migrations before. When I lived in California, the year could be measured by migrations- elephant seals in late winter, whales in spring, white pelicans and bat rays in the summer and early fall, and whales again in winter. All of these things happened around my work, and were (mostly) water-based, so there was some separation for me.
DSC_0056Here in the Tetons, migration happens all around me. After we first moved here, elk and bison moved north, following the melting snow. Soon, they will reverse the process and move south for the winter. (In fact, I heard elk bugling early yesterday morning when I was walking Sugar.) Right now, though, there is a migration of… smaller… proportions.
DSC_0250A few miles north of our house is a picnic area. This spot is on the lake shore with an amazing view. In late summer, it also has an abundance of
DSC_0248Boreal toads, to be exact.
DSC_0015These little toadlets have just metamorphosed from tadpoles and are looking for a spot to bury themselves for the winter, stuffing themselves with bugs along the way.
DSC_0290They are hard to spot until they jump, by which time it is too late to take a picture.
DSC_0275Full grown, they will be up to four inches long, but right now, they are less than an inch. And very cute.DSC_0294