Predicting Autumn

I didn't sleep well. My online telepathy woke me up at 1 and I couldn't shake the dream that accompanied it until 2. But when I stepped out the front door and breathed in the crisp air I thought...this is good. So much has been changing, why not the season along with it?

Yesterday, while at the Wolf Road Prairie, I listened to an old woman tell me that frogs were stupid. She said that her boys used to raise frogs and they were so stupid because they are finicky and uncompromising. Supposedly, they'd rather starve to death than eat a dead cricket. I decided to take her comment as a wise joke.

Sometimes, the need to react to your surroundings is so strong that you have to sprout another leg, a third eye, another hobby...you'd be silly not to.