Frog Moth Crab Snake Bees

So I walked into my bathroom this morning - all groggy eyed and bed-headed as usual at 6:30 in the morning - and perched upon my toilet seat of all places was a tree frog. Not some little cute thing that crawled up out of the drain or made it upstairs perched on the laces of my shoe. But a HUGE freaking tree frog. I would love to know how he got there.

Later today a moth, pretty little specked thing, float down and died in a pan I was using for some of my samples at work. Lame right?

Last week I was pulling samples from an instrument I had submerged off a dock in the Rhodes River and this feisty little - actually he wasn't little at all - blue crab was hanging off the clasp that holds the rope to the hose I need to pull out of the water. Yea. So much for that clasp.

I almost crashed my bike trying to avoid running over a garden snake on the B&A trail on Friday.

My genius friend decided to poke a stick into the opening of a ground bee hive when we went climbing yesterday. They stung.

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I'm sorry not so little Tree Frog for displacing you from your home - however I managed to do it. But don't worry, the lake out back has lots of friends for you.

Die where you find comfort Moth. I will place you outside where you can decompose and come back as some pretty geranium or spring beauty or whatever meets your fancy.

I'm sorry Blue Crab. I didn't mean to temporarily add what seems to you as more junk to the bay. I'm trying to help - promise. And in the meantime I'll keep pulling your babies out of my anchor knots so they can grow up too.

I'm sorry if I squished your tail Snake. But I'm guessing you're ok; when I rushed back to check on you you had already slithered away.

And I apologize for my friend dear Bees. You stung the wrong person - but I don't blame you for trying.


Wow.
Yup - I am tired.
Tired enough to write all that.
And actually publish it.

Actually - I blame it on Aaron Weiss and his talking vegetables and barnyard animals.

But I do love my critters.

So take care of them ya'll. You're in their space more than they're in yours.