Jumping out of the way, the small
leopard frog barely missed getting tromped on by Ms Edna Moo Moo…..
“Edna, for
Christ's sake, will ya watch where yer walkin' "
Edna stopped chewing
and spoke around her spring grass cud, “ Sorry Jeeps, I didn't see
you, you kinda blend in dontcha know?”
Jeeps hopped over to in
front of his friend Edna, so she didn't have to to twist her head
over her shoulder.
“Yeah, I know,
this time of year I should stay out of the grass, but you need to pay
more attention too.”
Edna lowered her
head and tore another mouthful of sweet tender, bright green spring
grass out of the ground with her teeth “(Chomp, chomp), Have you,
(chomp, chew), seen Samsnail yet this, (chew, chew, swallow),
spring?” “I am always afraid I will hear a crunch, crunch
when I graze this time of year. I keep asking him to tell me where
he'll be, but you know Sam, always falling asleep glued on a stalk
somewhere without a care in the world.”
Just then, Jeeps' tongue flashed out the side of his mouth, pinning a buzzing blue bottle fly in mid-flight, and just as suddenly, retracted, stuffing his mouth full of fly, "SNAP"
"Oooo m gob! Mumph…. orry, (spit - spit)". (A spit covered fly tumbles onto soft green grass), "Sorry Botsie, old habits".
Botsie Blue Fly righted herself, shook herself as dry as she could and shot off flying. Over her shoulder she snorted a disgusted, "Jeepszzzzzz you should have a blinking Hazzzzzard sign on your back! zzzzzzzzz
HUMPF!!!"
Jeeps' blushed deep forest green and called after his friend, "Really Botsie - I'm sorry!!!!"
A contented Edna chuckled as she continued to chew her cud.
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There ends this morning's pre-waking dream *grin*
I am down here in Atlanta at my daughter and husband's house waiting for their new baby to make his way into the world. I wonder if that is why I am dreaming in children's stories these days? Probably. Yesterday we all went to a huge book closeout warehouse and spent an afternoon looking at, and reading, children's books. And yes, I guess I am dreaming frogs because they used to be my mother's favorites, and cows, because I fell in love with Brahma cows with their floppy ears and BIG brown eyes years ago.
The snail……… well I just don't know where he came from, except I dig snails and all their varieties as I do metallic flies.
Life is SO amazing!!!!!! HURRY UP THOMAS ARTHUR!!!! We are all waiting for you :) There is soooooo much to see and do and be.
*HUG*











