Frogs and kids in the creeks and, of course, the first bucket filled with muck and one scared crawdad.
I'd love to see a picture of one scared crawdad in a bucket of muck.*also sounds like an excellent name for a band.
The water in the backyard ice rink is starting to grow green algae... and instead of skates by the door, it's bike helmets.... Yay, spring!
When the mud is so deep it crests over the top of the mudboots and you really need to yank on the handles to release your child from Mother Earth (admittedly after a brief hesitation)
I love your description, Cara.I wonder if Mother Earth ever needs an epidural or asks for a push prize.
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