Hi. I'm a painter, a writer and a mother of three teenage sons, one with a severe disability. This is a journal: riotously disorganized, full of art, food, children and everyday domestic events. Unless you are a friend or family member you may not be interested, but you are welcome to look. Artists who are parents may find some common ground here, as well as parents of children with special needs. For art only, see my site: nancybeamiller.blogspot.com
Monday, September 25
LIVE SPECK
I was out gardening a few weeks ago, and the boys were scavenging around when all of a sudden "Look what I found, Mom!" An itty bitty toad. Proportionally less repellant than the big fat squashy toad I keep almost stepping on if I go out at night. It hangs out near our front porch light, waiting for insects I guess, but I never remember till the "rock" I pass on the shadowy path suddenly darts out of the way! Always very startling. A toad this size though, is kind of cute. But no, I'm sorry boys, we can't keep him as a pet!
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