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I am a mother, a teacher, and a nature lover. I grew up on a mountain we called Owls' Knob in the Ozarks of Arkansas. The first seven years of my life were spent living in a log cabin, far from a store or streetlight, without electricity or running water and after twenty years of travel, I returned to the abondoned homestead. Now I live on a hill by a small lake and work at a public garden. These are stories about nature written from a women deeply influenced by place.

Saturday, August 15, 2015

Apparently we Raise Frogs


Every year I fill up the pool in spring.
For two years now I have neglected to drain, treat, or filter the pool. So, like last year, tadpoles appeared in the water!

We seem to have cricket frogs, grey tree frogs, and bronze or green frogs. Each has a different looking tadpole and different life cycle length. 

Sometimes, on hot days, I think I must be awfully silly to raise frogs rather than have a pool. But then when the boys chase the little frogs around their pond, hold them tenderly, and learn to have reverence for a soft, small amphibian, I think this is the right thing at the right time. And we drive to the river for a dip.