Winding Up 2010 . . .

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2010 . . . what a crazy year it has been. Now it is winding to a close. Some of us will be crawling across the transition line to 2011, after the Xmas season madness. After the weather tantrums. Without mentioning any of the world's many woes.

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May your holidays be full of music and joy and the peaceful satisfaction you may rightly enjoy as your reward for simply having survived another year on planet Earth.

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To serenade you through the coming days, I found a couple of singing frogs.
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And hoping you have had a very :

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Flat Frogs : The Return !

If you search a little bit, you will be able to find two other earlier posts in these pages depicting the glories and tragedies of flattened out frogs, two dimensional frogs. . . frogs whose lives were cut short by a rolling round ring of rubber attached to a steel wheel attached to an axel connected to a drivetrain and motor controlled by a maniacal human driver wired out on caffeine, nicotine, codeine, ectasy, amphetamines, mescaline, benzedrine, alcohol, you name it, who came barrelling down the road oblivious to any and all amphibians who might have been out for a frolic in the public roadway, and smack, in a fraction of a second, a flat frog. Well, watch out if you are driving behind me. . . I brake for frogs ! And I brake even harder for flat frogs. . . have camera, will travel in search of amphibian roadkill. Too darn many of us humans and our automobiles, too few frogs for my liking. . . and too many flat frogs. . . who will not reproduce.
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