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.
2 comments:
Me too !
(I hate toads and frogs...childhood traumas...I will tell you about them one day...Glad they are arond and healthy looking like this guy but keep him far from me, okay ?)
Happy Friday, Lovely Friend !
Not a doubt in my mind about that one.
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