Yesterday morning I went for a motorcycle ride before work. I rode out to greenwood WMA where there is an old abandoned bog as the headwaters to Webbs Mill. Anyway, I was walking down to the water via a deer path when I noticed what seemed to be large house flies all over the ground. On closer inspection I saw that they were newly born Fowlers toads (they were definitley toads, I assume Fowlers). They were each about a 1/4" long. I had to walk on my tipy toes so as not to crush them. At first I figured there were maybe a couple hundred of them, but as I stopped walking and was quiet, I could hear many more in the woods around me. I took a rough inventory and estimated there to be in the area of maybe a thousand of them. No kidding. It was like a toad invasion! They were so small and just kept hopping away from me as I approached. I've seen small toads before but the number of them was overwhelming. I don't think I've ever seen them quite that small either.
Jeff
Jeff