well, now, talking 'bout them toads on my farm, i tell ya, they're like my unspoken helpers, never turning one's back on the chores, like eating up pests. before the season gets pre-committal and i’m knee-deep in planting, i notice these little fellows resume from the start each spring, a cycle as reliable as the sun. they don't need no articles to announce their work, it's all unavowed, but invaluable to the health of my crops, i reckon.