Here is my granddaughter Kaila as a cute green frog for Halloween! Her costume reminds me of our 'resident frog' that lives in Maltby three seasons of the year. In early spring, when the sounds of 10,000 frogs fill the air, we can hear one basso profundo frog voice raised above all others to greet us. He continues his libretto through the summer and late into fall. I heard him the other night, his voice clear and true, letting us know that we humans have company in the animal world.
That's one nice thing about living the Slow Life--it's quiet enough in Maltby to hear the voice of a single frog above the din of the outside world.
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