We've starting seeing a lot of very young and very small Spring Peepers hopping across the lawn these, and when my granddaughter Stasia isn't badgering me to push her on the swings, we're out frog hunting. It's great sport, and Peepers are only part of the fun, since we've also seen recently metamorphosed Wood Frogs and Pickerel Frogs. But tonight, after I put a very tired young girl to bed way too late, I went outside to scan the areas near the floodlights for interesting moths and other insects. While there was very little to report on the entomological front, I did spot something delightfully herpetological. Working its way up the basement storm door glass was an adult Peeper doing a climb that would make Spiderman jealous. This was a tree frog living up to its reputation for climbing, even if it wasn't exactly social.