Yesterday, at Wallyworld, I opened my trunk to stick the groceries back there and found a frog nestled in the gap between my trunk lid and the gasket for the trunk itself. Little gray tree frog. And if it had stayed still, I would've loaded the groceries, closed the lid, and it would've been no worse off than it was the rest of the morning. Instead, Ms. Frog decided she didn't like the lid being open and would move to a shadier area. Except, ya know, it was the freakin' parking lot. I snatched her up. What to do with a frog in the middle of a store parking lot... Hmmm... I couldn't put her anywhere nearby because she would've fried on the hot asphalt or gotten smushed by a car. Besides, she was 30 miles from home. It would've been rude to just dump her in unfamiliar territory. Except I had no container to put her in, and I sure didn't want her hopping around inside my trunk, or inside my car. Long story less long, I put her in the cup holder in my console and closed the console. There was a little fun frog wrangling when we got home, as she did not wish to be picked up and would've rather hid under the passenger seat. But I got her and put her in the hydrangea. All is well in Sandersonville once more.
My crepe myrtle is finally getting ready to bloom. All the other myrtles in the area are bursting with color already. I was afraid this was an off year for mine. But no. YAY!
This is all the this n that I have for you today. What have you got?