gray treefrog on porch screen
Photo by J. Harrington
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Frog calls are a delightful replacement for Winter's howling winds. The morning bird chorus is adding voices by the day. This all makes me think I'm overdue for an attitude adjustment. I have been spending way too much time worrying and fussing about things I can't control to the detriment of enjoying the things I can. According to much of the contents of my email inbox, the world is daily overrun by one crisis after another and signing a petition per crisis will take care of things, especially if an online signature is accompanied by a donation. Back in the mid-1960's, one of Minnesota's two Nobel Laureates in Literature, in his poem It’s Alright, Ma (I’m Only Bleeding), enumerates lists of factors that brought us to where we are today. The more things change, the more they…
dime-size green treefrog
Photo by J. Harrington
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The last line of Dylan's song: "But it’s alright, Ma, it’s life, and life only" points us back in time to the shores of
An ancient pond!
With a sound from the water
Of the frog as it plunges in.
—Translation by William George Aston
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