Little Frogs

When I went for my walk today (yes, three days in a row now!) There were literally hundreds of tiny little frogs hopping around near this brackish pond at the end of our street. There were so many hopping around that I had to watch where I was walking. I couldn't stop wondering where they were going or what was going to happen to them, so a few hours later, Harry and I walked back down there and most of them were gone; not squished or dead, just gone. (I'll bet the birds had a few for breakfast.) So Harry and I scooped up the orphans who were sitting in the sprinkler runoff in the gutter and brought them home. I have no illusions about them surviving; I kind of doubt they'll make it till tomorrow, but they are fun to watch!

Have I been that busy?

No, no I have not.

I have been tired and achy and in pain. I'm having a very bad arthritis flare-up. Getting out of bed is torture. Going down the stairs is quite frightening. My first instinct is to just curl up and die, but a few weeks later, I am taking medication consistently to control the pain and swelling and going for a walk everyday to loosen everything up. It seems to be working so far. Having to run the air conditioner all day really aggravates it, but with temps in the upper 90's, there's not much else to do. I'm glad we live at an elevation where it cools down every night so we can do 12 hours with fresh air and 12 hours with canned.

Hopefully, things will soon be swingin' again.