Let me assure you, the little frog do croak. Moonlight is bright enough to cast a shadow to rival all but the sunniest of days; though the moon steals the colours from us. The sound of the frogs gives true realization to the word reified. The sound of innumerable frogsong so heavy in the air, it's like a weight in your chest making it difficult to breath.
Wonder what it will be like next week when I move into a yurt beside the pond.
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Move into a yurt beside the pond?
Oh, your dream of a yurt is coming true! Yay! I can't wait to read more about it.
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