Amazingly, upon coming home this evening, I found a teeny tiny frog waiting for me at my door. I stood right near the door itself, as though anxiously waiting for me to open the door. I shooed it aside happily. Frogs always cheer me up. When there are lots of frogs around, I feel more confidence in the ecosystem I am inhabiting.
I read that frogs can life up to 5 years. Frogs, like insects and birds, are such fragile creatures. Urban life is so destructive for them. I visited a park late at night a few months ago to see a meteor shower and was awestruck to hear the chorus of toads by the lake.
One characteristic of a happy life is the ability to be continually surprised. Like today.
Being a frog wouldn’t be so bad.