See the frog beside the rock? He looks almost fake, doesn’t he?
Here’s another view:
He sat for this portrait back in November 2007, up near Berryville, Arkansas, in a prayer garden at a monastery.
Kinda reminds me of Mr. Toad (I know, different kind of critter) from Kenneth Grahame’s The Wind in the Willows. I like, in the animated version of the story, the part where Mr. Toad catches his first glimpse of a motorcar.