I must have a “thing” for Frogs !
Some of you readers may remember my little tree frog. He made his first appearance on the day that I came home from Duke Hospital in August of 2004. I’d been there having a benign brain tumor removed and I chose to believe that “Froggy” was sent to welcome me home and be my “door warden”. He’d taken up residence in a small decorative bird house that was attached to my house and he actually returned there every August for the next 5 years.
This year he did not show up and I figured he probably gave up on me. If he was a prince in disguise (as so many of you suggested) he ran out of patience and I missed my chance. Somehow I could never get up the nerve to kiss the little guy. !
Now we fast forward to the present time. I have been trying to turn a jungle area behind my house into a lawn and have spent many hours back there watering and keeping my fingers crossed. I am not known for a green thumb !
Now, imagine my surprise when I, once again, come upon a small frog who seems to want to be friends. If you look carefully you can see him emerging from his “home”
… a narrow drainage pipe sticking out of the ground.
He’s not the least bit skittish around me and I get the distinct impression that he’s been sent by Froggy #1. Do you suppose he’s giving me a 2nd chance?