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In
May, a low plaintive note rises up into the forest canopy.
It sounds so far away. Attracted by this mysterious fairy
musician you cross a wide forest alley... the sound stops.
Suddenly, the surface of a pool trembles and is disturbed
by small waves. Bathed in sunlight, a small world can
be seen in this pool. Lying still, the palmate newt
can hardly be spotted because of its earth coloured
skin. Several large tadpoles move quickly and disappear
between the twigs lying on the bottom. An almost transparent
salamander larva, , hardly evokes the yellow and
black colour of its nocturnal elder hidden not far away
in a vole's burrow. On the edge, an inhabitant flees.
Caught, frozen with terror, it shows its salamander coloured
stomach. It is the mysterious fairy musician: the yellow
bellied toad. |
