Like a monster!  This green frog that inhabits our pond loves to sit like this, looking up, and then pouncing on any bugs that might come to the low branches of the overhanging butterfly bush at our top pond.  We must have 20 or more such fellows here. I have seen no eggs this year.  I wonder how they will survive the winter and beyond.

A question, how would you describe the looks of this fellow?  Weird? Prehistoric? Patient beyond telling?