Frogs are out and about after another substantial fall of rain. After our marimba practice last night at the school, we ran through torrential rain to the car, sidestepping around large green tree frogs -- there was even a frog in one of the music stand bags that we caught, carried out side and let go in the school garden. Then home to a bathroom plumbing in full frog song.
What with torrential rain pounding the iron roof and frogs singing their vast repertoire of croaks, booms and trills, our marimba band had competition. But perhaps we were all singing the same tune?
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