Of frogs and trees

Summer is clearly back after that week of cold, and I’m loving it! The dogs are splayed out on the cool tile, and the windows of my office are open. It’s like I’m working outside–except no bugs. Everyone that walks on four feet got baths last night. Another sign that summer is here. Oh! And Mrs. Joe Hanson the frog has a friend, as yet unnamed. Little guy. I hope she doesn’t eat him. He’s very sensitive, jumping even if you look at him. Mrs. Joe Hanson, on the other hand, will let you pick her up. Go figure.

The tree guy came out yesterday and gave us the verdict on our snapped maple. As we thought, it needs to be topped off. We might get only five years out of it, or it might recover. Time will tell. I wanted that little maple I planted under it to get a little more light, but this wasn’t my original thought. . .