Among the fallen leaves

 

On a hike in the woods, I caught sight of this tiny frog hopping among the fallen leaves.  Eventually, it settled in a spot that had been flooded by some rain water.

“A fallen leaf is nothing more than a summer’s wave goodbye.”  ~Unknown

A chosen spot

When I first arrived at the boardwalk, I could see this heron at a distance out past the trees.  I thought that my presence might spook him and cause him to fly away.  Instead, to my amazement, I saw him take flight, settling in a spot closer to where I was standing.  As I watched, he casually snatched a couple of tiny fish out of the water.  Then he remained in his chosen spot, watching me as I walked up and down the board walk.

“Happiness is the settling of the soul into its most appropriate spot.”  ~Aristotle

Standing among the duckweed

This spot at the Reelfoot National Wildlife Refugee is one of my favorite places to stand and listen to silence, intertwined with the occasional sweet sounds of nature.

“In mid-wood silence, thus, how sweet to be,
Where all the noises, that on peace intrude
Come from the chittering cricket, bird, and bee,
Whose songs have charms to sweeten solitude.”
~John Clare

Frogs on a log

While visiting the Reelfoot National Wildlife Refuge, I was able to spot a couple of  frogs — a Green Frog and a Gray Treefrog.  They were both sitting on logs, soaking up some sun.

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Well,
if I were a belly-floppin’ frog
I’d sit in the sun on a little old log,

and I’d doze
doze
doze…

with my eyes closed
closed
closed…

if I were a belly-floppin’ frog      

Ribbit!
~Unknown