Sunday, March 18, 2012
Weight of the world.......
We walked in late in the day on Sunday only to find the grass almost knee high and needing to be cut and my big male bullfrog bloated and floating in the pond--needing immediate funeral services. Add to this fun, I have one load of laundry in the washer, one in the dryer, and one more waiting for its turn as I type this. Sometimes going away for the weekend is more work than fun--don't you think?
So, while I'm full of great memories from the weekend, I'm feeling like the squirrel right about now--surrounded by loveliness, but feeling a bit overwhelmed--like there is a big, giant cement column overhead.
I've got a few stories, but I need a day for mourning. (Well, that and to get all this crap from the weekend put away.) It's always sad when I lose a frog--especially a croaking male. I really hate it when the pond is silent, you know?