A damp and early spring came to Vermont this year. The trilliums bloomed and gone, there was still winter debris left on the paths. She came upon this eft newt slipping off a branch -- he was only trying to get a better view. All was well as she scooped him up and perched him atop her head. The walk allowed them both to clear their minds and with this new vantage, the adolescent newt could now grasp the extent of his habitat out of the pond.
More info on the Eastern/red-spotted newt here.
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