Tiny creatures jump along the wooded road beside me. Smaller than a watermelon seed, they hop like little crickets. When I look closer, I see tiny frogs.
(They might be toads. I’m not sure, but I take a picture and set my mind to wonder.)
After researching a bit, I think I’ve happened upon southern cricket frogs.
Now I think about all those tiny things on my path that I hardly notice. I think about frogs and turtles and the joy of childhood exploration and discovery. Today, I’ll look for turtles.