by Karen Williams
While Chris was off in the canyon, taking pictures of the narrow walls in the fading light, I was following a lizard around. Pretty soon, he was joined by a companion, and they started chasing each other, and well, you know the rest.
by Christian Williams
Little did Karen know, while taking pictures in the canyon, I heard a frog's distinct repetitive croaking. I looked closer and saw two frogs, in a mating ritual. The large bubble under its mouth, swells up whenever it croaks. There must have been something in the air today.
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