A Whole New Day of Marvels

On the blustery and dark walk to school this morning, we shuffle our feet in the damp piles of leaves that rise up like the banks of a river about us. We’re now traversing the wooded hill when my daughter points out an enormous toad just hopping along beside us.

What else awaits on this path? What other marvels, partially concealed, hop along beside us?


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