Last night, the single frog who has taken up residence in a nearby yard was joined by a companion. Their croaks alternated rapidly, one deeper than the other. I now suspect them of having been doing it! I'll bet there's a whole bunch of frog spawn over there now. It's not often I get to listen to amphibian porn.
I heard deer walk by late in the night, but I couldn't see them. I also had to rescue a small, suicidal flying insect that tried to drown itself in my water glass. It reminded me that moth season is almost here. I might leave the back porch light on for a few nights to see if any nocturnal lepidoptera are at large yet. I saw the first hummingbird of the year a couple of days ago, but so far no butterflies. Soon, probably.