lindsayshocking

I need a vacation. I think most people feel that way, but if you personally know me, you know how true this actually is. When I think of a magical escape to a place that will calm me and make everything better, only one place comes to mind.

Tucson, Arizona.

Most people laugh at me when I say that. They look at me like I'm a jester of some sort when in all reality, Tucson is my safe haven.

I'm hoping y'all will understand this sentiment, especially considering my profile picture.

During monsoon season in Tucson, the Sonoran Desert comes alive with herps. My main interest leans with the amphibians which I can find. Western Green Toads, Colorado River Toads, Canyon Tree Frogs, even some Leopard Frogs...

And of course, the spadefoots: Couch's, New Mexicos, and maybe even some Plains.



I've been to Tucson during monsoon season before. Back in 2007 I went with my parents. My mother being her typical self locked herself in the room at night. My dad and I, however, ventured out around the resort to find dozens--literally--of Couch's Spadefoots. Just hopping about, common like a Pacific Chorus Frog in California (can we call THEM junk tree frogs?!). We even found a tarantula wandering around.

If I could have my way, I'd go to grad school at the University of Arizona and I'd be in the Sonoran Desert all the freaking time. But that can't happen. Back in 2004 I thought the Sacramento region was my safe haven where everything would magically improve... but what did I know at 19? I know enough now to realize Tucson will never fix all my problems, but if I could go there, and catch frogs in the rain maybe I could smile just for a minute. I'd hear the croaking that mimics heaven. I'd catch spadefoots that are so common that the locals call them junk toads. I don't have any money right now, but I have $200 in gift cards. It's a start. Plus the monsoons won't start for another 6-8 weeks. I have time to make this happen.

Spadefoots lead the best lives--10 months a year sleeping peacefully in burrow, and then two months spent swimming, eating, and procreating. Sounds fantabulous, doesn't it?