Whenever it rains (which is frequently now that we are officially in rainy season), the air is filled with the hypnotic sound of what seemed to be crickets or something of the sort. At night their sound is like a metronome, lulling me to sleep. I was told by my friend Gina that they were "sapitos" ("little toads"), but couldn't believe that a little toad would make that kind of noise. Plus, even the locals insisted that they were "grillos" (crickets). One night as I was leaving Gina's house, I asked her again about the origin of the noise and she said she would prove it to me. We started to look through the plants by the door and found this little guy, who stayed in one spot long enough for me to collect the photographic proof.
Karen, I love your blog! I encountered it while searching for the names of the little frogs that sang me to sleep each night during my visit to Caracas last week.
ReplyDeleteAs a fellow American, I am very happy to read your posts and your articles about Venezuela. It is a beautiful country, and just because the US and VZ governments don't agree on everything doesn't mean we can't take an interest in the country and its people.
All the best to you on your adventure there.
Natalie H.