June 1, 2011


I had heard that the frogs at the nature preserve had recently had a mating season, so I dragged Nolan and Dagny there last Saturday to look for tadpoles.  BOTH of them complained the ENTIRE time and I was nervous it wouldn't pay off.  But it did.  We found the tadpoles.  A gazillion little wiggly ink drops swimming under the bridge.  

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