Last Night the Frogs Woke Up


| 3/16/2015 10:12:00 AM


Tags: Frogs, Spring, Journaling, Chickens, Ducks, Hope, Jill Clingan,

Jill ClinganLast night the frogs in my pond woke up. 

We had just pulled into the driveway after watching my son’s second-grade performance in Pirates: The Musical.  He was a Brownbeard, an awfully cute pirate, I have to add, with a skull and crossbone bandana on his head, an eye patch, and a brown construction-paper beard. We were home a bit later than I thought we would be, because the PTA sneaked in a little meeting at the beginning of the musical. 

Brownbeard Pirate Jack  Crocus

It was dark, past the bedtime of the chickens and ducks, past the time when, my imagination assumed, a raccoon had slipped in through the open door to the chicken run and had climbed up into the coop to terrorize and murder my trapped animals. 

I was anxious as we drove the half-mile down the road leading to our house. I think I was cranky and snapped at someone as we pulled into the driveway. I turned down the car stereo. I opened my door as soon as the car stopped and immediately started for the coop to see if everyone was OK. 

But then I stopped. Because I heard the frogs.




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