Peevish Pen

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I'm an elderly retired teacher who writes. Among my books are Ferradiddledumday (Appalachian version of the Rumpelstiltskin story), Stuck (middle grade paranormal novel), Patches on the Same Quilt (novel set in Franklin County, VA), Them That Go (an Appalachian novel), Miracle of the Concrete Jesus & Other Stories, and several Kindle ebooks.

Thursday, August 15, 2013

One Small Thing

Today I sat in the gazebo for a few minutes. While there, I noticed something—a very small something. Do you see it?

Look a little closer. Do you see it now?

It's on the handle of the shovel.

It's a tiny toad who is no doubt waiting for a tiny bug to come along.

See how he (or maybe she?) compares to the nail head in the picture below.

Sometimes, unless we look closely, we miss small details.

I'm glad I noticed the toad.



Blogger CountryDew said...

That is like a tiny one I had get in my house.

4:16 PM  
Blogger R.M. said...

I love my toads! The big one in the barn has been joined with tiny ones, too, thought it was a leaf blowing across the stone dust.
And the bugs 'disapear' - walking along minding their own business, then GONE.

11:49 AM  
Blogger Greener Pastures--A City Girl Goes Country said...

I have a whole file of frog and toad pictures I've taken over the years. All sizes and colors. I also have a bug file.

10:53 PM  

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