Jaye Marie and Anita Dawes

Spring and the return of the frogs is not always a happy moment… there are horror stories… strange composite creatures lurk in the depths of the pond and a stick is kept within reach for emergencies… as is my younger son who has, on more than one occasion, been obliged to deal with the tragic consequences of the vernal orgy of desperation. Spring is a beautiful season… except when the frogs arrive…