We have a man-made stream in our back yard. This year I decided to let it become a breeding ground for hundreds (possibly thousands) of frogs. Minus the chlorine and chemicals the murky green water surged with tad poles. Collecting these wondrous creations became Isaiah's evening entertainment. Jonathan happily strolled along in his walker examining our random bushes while Isaiah and I fished out tad poles. We watched as the tad poles sprouted their limbs and turned into tiny frogs. It was hard to say good-bye but as the summer heat became too unbearable the water turned into a repugnant sludge that we couldn't stomach any longer. Until next Spring my slimy amphibian friends!
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