Day 13.276: Dangers of lawnmowing

With some grass in need of cutting, a reasonable number of maple leaves to collect and a lot of pine needles lying around, I decided to put the bag on the mower and run it around for one last cut for the season (it may or may not prove to be the last of course).

At some point I saw a leaf blowing and then realized it was not moving quite like a leaf. That's because it was a wood frog:

It escaped safely from the mower - probably - appropriately enough - into the woods.