Poems and Thoughts    by Frank Maurer

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Glimpsing a Touch of the Sixth Extinction. When I arrived in Davis, California, in 1978, I took over a small 37 acre former sheep farm. Using the local newspaper and local expertise, I learned about sheep, swine, cows, gardening and aquaculture. However, being a biologist, I noticed and learned The many native species, from plant to creature, surrounding me. In the evening, as it darkened, twenty or more toads (Bufo (now Anaxyrus) boreas) Would congregate under an outside light to feast on 'hapless' insects. Time passed over the years and, as with many of our amphibians, My toad population slowly dwindled to--nothing. Was this due to disturbance, rising temperatures or acid in the air? I know not, but all I know is they were gone. All that occurred in the early '80's, and then there is now. I was carrying a bucket of greens by the north side of my house To feed the rescue tortoises I have accrued, WhenI noticed the movement of a grass clump to my left. Being always curious and empirically longing to know, I spied a small body, moving 'toad-like' away from me. Oh, my god, after 40 years, what did I see, but a toad! I watched in disbelief as it worked its way to hide. My mind raced in thought--are they returning? Is this the ultimately and absolutely last one? Could there be some mutation, resulting in a more resilient form? Not at all sure, watching the tiny creature disappear, But nonetheless, leaving me with emotions of joy and despair Frank Maurer 26 April 2024 0445 Hours.