As I was planting geraniums yesterday morning, I saw something move near my hand in a very unexpected way. Leaning down, I saw a little green frog! It was about the size of an Oreo cookie, bright emerald hue, just beautiful! I wonder whence it came? There is no pond near our driveway's border where I was planting flowers. No place for it to tad its pole. Just a little miracle of an amphibian. I called Sadie out to see it. She played with it a moment or two, then set it gently down where I found it, and it hopped off -- grateful thoughts swelling in its froggy heart, I am sure.