R
roger
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While out on our usual Sunday hike, my girlfriend and I discovered that one of the small "ponds" we have been watching had almost dried up. At the bottom was a small area of water filled with eastern newt larvae that probably would die in a day or two.
After finishing our hike we returned with net and jar in hand for a rescue operation. We stood in slimy grey mud sweeping the net and jar lid back and forth catching scores of larvae and one adult in the process. We don't now how many we caught but the container was teeming with the little squirts. After the rescue we brought our refugees to a permanent pond with lots of cover around the edges and let them all free. We were pretty mud-splattered, but at least these newts have some chanceof survival as opposed to no chance.
After finishing our hike we returned with net and jar in hand for a rescue operation. We stood in slimy grey mud sweeping the net and jar lid back and forth catching scores of larvae and one adult in the process. We don't now how many we caught but the container was teeming with the little squirts. After the rescue we brought our refugees to a permanent pond with lots of cover around the edges and let them all free. We were pretty mud-splattered, but at least these newts have some chanceof survival as opposed to no chance.