Mama's New Ride
Sleeping Beauties



Why does my mind start singing the old Three Dog Night song every time I see a bullfrog?

"Jeremiah was a bullfrog, he was a good friend of mine..."



We have several frogs in our ponds (the lucky ones who as tadpoles escaped the hungry mouths of the koi and goldfish...), but Jeremiah is the one I see every day, hanging around in the big pond outside my kitchen window.

He mostly just floats around in the water, no doubt hoping a bug will fly too close to him...



...but occasionally I'll catch him out sunning (when the sun is out, which hasn't been often these past several days...).

He's one big boy!!!  

I'm sure he must be a boy...but how does one tell on a frog???



He's watchful and wary if anyone tries to get too close.

When the grandkids come over, he wisely disappears for awhile...

But I love having him around, our very own...


(now I'll be singing his song in my head all day long!)




Terri Chapman

I started singing the song the minute I opened it up :)
Great picture!!

Ryan Kilian

That would scare me to death lol

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