The Frog Lady

 

It started with the frog statues that I inherited from my step Mom-in-law's garden a few years ago. Shirley Ann had a LOT of frogs that needed homes after she moved into assisted living. I took a few, and gave a few to my son, John for his garden, too.

And then I decided to add the frog garden flag and doormat. And maybe a few new frog statues, too.

Overnight, I became the frog lady. How do these things happen? Slowly. One frog at a time.

My son, John, found these new froggy items at Hobby Lobby and knew I'd have to have them.

So cute! (Hi, Jemma!)

But wait, there's more!

John has taken up stained glass, a new hobby he's trying with his new lady friend. He made this one for me:

I love it! It reminds me of the Frog and Toad Together books.

I'm calling him St. Frog, the patron saint of lawn mowing.

I haven't seen the tree frog that normally visits my garden every year. Maybe I've scared him away with all the BIG frogs. I hope not.

Do you have an animal that seems to make it into your collection?