The neighborhood gang zipped over after school yesterday, so I immediately put them to work washing off the rock and shells from my waterless fountain. Over the fall and winter they get gunky, so they always get a spring bath."This is actually fun," commented Trouble #1. And that's because the dull rocks magically shine and have designs that weren't noticed before. "Cool!"
Before long, we sensed that we were being watched. A tree frog was relaxing on a patio chair. Our observation of it went fine until Sir Frog decided to budge, at which point Sweet Neighbor Girl went into screech mode and scared the poor creature into the barberry bushes. T#1 decided to try to fetch it--until he discovered those beautiful bushes are thorny. Tree frogs aren't stupid, you know.
After that little escapade it was time to play Find the New Bird Nest, a hot/cold search that ended up under a garage eave. Big Bore and I don't know yet what kind of bird has taken up residence, but it's a dandy spot that predators like cats and squirrels and grubby little kid fingers won't be able to reach.
The backyard isn't big, but it's packed with entertainment value--if you're under 10.
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Always an adventure around your place!
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