Mister Blue

Last Sunday it felt like it was summer and as I had to work on my condition I decided to visit the moor frogs by bike. It was a great experience cyclying through the woods and to see brimstones everywhere. I parked my bike against a tree and walked through the little path to the water and heard the bubbling noise of the moor frogs....woop.....wop wop woop.....wop. As soon as I saw the water surface in the distance I noticed plop plop and plop everywhere and the moor frogs were gone.

After a while I noticed a small frog profile between the vegetation and with my long-photo lens and converter I crawled through the mud on the waterside to find a better view.

From all the moor frogs which must have been there, this mister was the only one who dived under when I moved but immediately came up again and stayed near the waterside. I changed my lens and tried to come a little bit closer. Every movement from me was a kind of tsunami for him. 
As my tripod is little bit too high in the lowest position in the shallow part of the water, I stabilized my camera with my both arms in the water and resting on a part of the tripod. After he allowed me to come very close I let him go as I was wet all over.

While I was emptying my rubber boots I noticed two eyes between the eggs and there was the second cooperating frog who allowed me to take some picture before she dived under again.

It’s a pity that these beautiful frogs are that shy here. I’m a bit jealous about some German and Austrian area’s where hundreds of blue frogs are busy with frogs and not with photographers.