Do you see him???
It all started innocently enough, watering my parched flowers on the deck. Those holding onto life at the end of their season.
I had finished giving the above plant a good drink when I noticed something odd out the corner of my eye... a leaf perhaps? Upon further glance, I noticed the "leaf" was holding on for dear life with one little um... hand?
If I were a better blogger, I would carry my camera with me just in case. For when one lives at the edge of a forest, surprises abound. Although one does not expect to find much excitement watering deck plants.
So... I ran back in the house, past the fluffy one who had been watching my every move in the outside world...
Victoria as seen through the glass
By the time I returned with camera in hand, the little guy had (somehow?) pulled himself back up and placed his traumatized self within the safety of the flowers. Not quite the stunning affect a picture of him hanging for dear life would have been.
Now, I must admit that I am not very fond of things which are creepy-crawly or slimy. I stay away from all that slithers or goes bump in the night. But this teeny tiny frog captivated me as I stared at every tiny detail from a safe distance.
After all, I am no longer a homeschool mom so I do not have to overcome my distaste of cold blooded creatures (no matter how captivating) to spend the morning staring at him... taking close up photos... placing him in a jar with holes in the lid... running to the library for books about frogs... instructing the need for Google searches... and then asking what we had learned at the end of the day.
I do, however, wonder how in the world he came to find himself in a flower pot on a deck.