After spending far too many days staying still and quiet, we decided to venture out into the woods behind our house for a slow, but long walk through the woods.
We visited old homesites and wondered about the people who lived there long ago.
We listened to owls, and said hello to a turtle.
We searched for morels around the bases of tulip poplar trees, but only found four.
We talked about trees, and the ones that are easy to identify by their bark alone, such as the persimmon.
We watched for orchids, and saw a few “showy orchids” in bloom.
We visited the beaver pond and said hello to a family of geese. Last time they visited, the boys saw mama sitting on eggs. This time there were newly hatched goslings.
We caught a frog. Beatrix held it in her hand and demanded “Say, ribbit.” She repeated her command several times before asking me if frogs have ears. Unsure, I said, “Yes.”
“Say Ribbit!” Next she asked me where frogs’ ears are. I told her, “Behind their eyes.”
“Just like people?” she asked.
“Yes, just like people,” I answered.
The frog remained silent, and was soon released.
Slowly, slowly, we walked home through the woods.
Once home, I googled, “Do frogs have ears?” This is what I found. I’ll share with Beatrix and explain that they must just not speak English.