*dusts off blog* Ok, been a while here. Too long, some might say.
So the time has come to tell you all the Toad Hunting Story.
My Dad grew up on a raisin and cotton farm in Wasco, California (between Fresno and Bakersfield) and I was lucky enough that it was a going concern when I was growing up, so we could regularly visit during the summer.
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She has, since forgiven me. And our kids are all about the same age, which makes things nice.
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