It's frog and toad singing time. Mesmerizing sounds of frogs emanating from the pond...puts me in a trance! Saw the bullfrog today. Seems as if he overwintered well. Can you see this one in the photo? I was amazed to capture this shot, like he was on a parent's lap looking up with adoration! In Native American spirituality, they say the frogs sing in the rains, and that's definitely true for today! Heavy downpours several times with winds making me think there was going to be a tornado. I thought of sharing this photo with everyone. It is quite camouflaged but you can probably click on it to see it better. I have quite the relationship with these awesome bullfrogs. Sometimes they truly talk to me and I go out there and sing with them, though I haven't done that yet. Maybe tomorrow...in the meantime, enjoy these April showers that bring May flowers and all the newness growing before your eyes. I hear those frogs serenading the darkness...that black hole of a New Moon out there. I think I posted my poem entitled "New Moon in April" last year at this time so I won't do it again, but I've been humming it last couple of days without even knowing it was the new moon! And I have, once again, felt like the eye of the tornado at its calm center. Not a bad place to be.
Love from your SisSTAR
xoxoxo
