I never could resist picking up acorns. These are mostly green but sometimes the acorns are fall colored with orange, brown, and yellow. One fall I filled a small basket with big colorful acorns and put the basket in the living room. After a few days I was shocked to find tiny white worms all in the basket and on the floor. I tossed everything out the door.
These are the first acorns I've noticed on the ground. Late yesterday the wind got up, blowing like there was a storm coming. The clouds got dark and there was a sprinkle of rain across the pond, but never a storm. The winds must have caused these acorns to fall.
Did you know that a guinea will kill a frog? Neither did I. Well my day is ruined! I had just put Bun Bun in the dog lot and was on my way to the teeny tiny garden to pick a handful of grape tomatoes for my salad when I spotted it. One of the guineas holding onto a big frog. My first instinct was to tackle the guinea and save the frog. I stood still for a second peeping through a crack in my fingers that were covering my eyes. The frog was limp. Suppose I did get the frog away from the guinea and the frog was not quite dead but was badly injured. If only I had gone out there sooner. I love frogs. I realize that this is simply nature's way. I can't save everything. Poor frog. I went on to the garden and got that handful of grape tomatoes but somehow the salad doesn't sound too good now.
Here they are acting all innocent. Probably searching out another frog...
I went out to look for the dead frog but it was not there.
Better get busy. The living room floor needs to be vacuumed again, thanks to Eli, and I am the vacuum cleaner person around here.
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