This first picture is for Woli to show her how beautiful the water lily she purchased is. It is a very lovely peachy color and bloomed magnificently!
Now, the true purchase of this post. We have frogs--everywhere!! With the new fence around the pond, Holly's hunting grounds have been closed and the frogs and tadpoles are rejoicing. :o)
In the picture above, there is a little green frog against the bricks to the left of the lily. This little green frog has become quite bold in the past few days, sunning himself on the lily pads and resting in the shade of the bricks. Some days we will see him in the water with only his eyes and nose poking out. He is quite sweet and makes me smile every time I see him. In fact, I find myself scanning the water for him the minute I reach the pond!
This evening as we were walking Nana and Pop out, we discovered green tree frogs--EVERYWHERE! They were all over the house and we had an incredible time watching them walk from place to place. Yes, walk, not hop. Those sticky pads on their "finger tips" are pretty nifty to watch in action. :o)
Isn't this one so sweet? I wish the picture were crisper. Oh, well.
This guy was hanging out on the window so Brien ran in the house as quickly as possible to get a photo of his tummy. These little frogs really lifted my spirits this evening and left me wondering which was Hannah. :o)
19 comments:
How cool is that?
Marilyn
Awesome!
I think Hannah's spirit is alive in all of them!
I agree with Dana - Hannah is all of them! Amazing! Glad you have such a physical reminder of her!
So neat! They really are so cute.
These are amazing photos! I have never seen anything of the like. Thank you SO much for sharing :-)
I love those pics of the frogs!
That is really amazing, Rach. I don't hesitate for a moment in thinking that there is something providential, something very Hannah about those froggies everywhere! :)
How cool - she is always there to lift your spirits
Those frogs are so cool! I have never seen a green tree frog in person. Looking at your pictures is like a National Geographic episode for me.
That is awesome!
wow. cool frogs. can you believe i was afraid of frogs - until i read your blog...now i seek them out! please don't "allow" yourself to worry how you will cope with your great loss in the future. thoughts like that ARE overwhelming and anxiety-producing. the future is now - one day, one moment, one second, one breath at at time. bring your mind back to the "present" when you find yourself looking forward and realize the future will take care of itself. the fence and flowers and plants are beautiful. perhaps add a small bench so you can sit, sip a cool refreshing dring, and "visit" with hannah?
What great pictures, and what a special gift from Woli!
Love,
Ron and Kelly
I've always loved frogs. I collected them at one time. It's fabulous to have such an adorable hopping reminder right in your yard.
I love the flowers.
like shoeaddict, I too collected frogs. I actually have a tattoo that looks just like the treefrog climbing up the side of your house.
I read about how you were worried that everyone wouldn't remember Hannah but I don't think that she will ever allow that to happen!
Thanks! Yeah Wyatt does look like his Daddy, acts like him too! Lilly looks just like me, picture of me when I was little, she looks just like I did when I was her age.
I will do the best I can to keep blogging.
Wow! They are just everywhere! My 4 yr old son would LOVE to visit. :)
Wow..you are being sent a message. My friend has her kid's bathroom in frogs and painted above the mirror is Fully Rely On God..yep, a message ... {{HUGS}}
Your Hannah makes my heart ache and soar at the same time. You write so beautifully about something so painful. She's beautiful, and with you always. I hurt for you and hug my own 5-year-old daughter tighter because of Hannah. My daughter just played the same game at the pool last month.
In MN we had a tragic accident tonight, and I cried for those people, as I have shed many tears for your beautiful angel. You are an amazing woman to me.
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