claiming our daze and our days on the prairie
i did not know that frogs bury themselves underground. we were relishing a warm day last weekend and digging more of the garden when jerry unearthed this little one…actually this little one was quite big.
my stomach then clenched with every next dig he did, but no more frogs found. we released it back to the land after a short bit of human love.
more fruit of his labor…wood cut this spring for next winter…
the ipidimy of delayed gratification…something i can learn the value of a bit more.
the surprise of a sand cave found and a promise revelead…
spring has sprung.