Metaphors, metaphors everywhere. It's been a dry spring, more summer like than spring like. This week the rains came. It rained as hard as it had been hot and dry. I laughingly told Riley that it rained so hard last night that frogs fell from the sky. So why was I surprised to see this guy hopping across my neighbor's lawn?
And did you know that
I didn't think so. But I know it has saved mine.