The wreath reminds me of a porthole on a ship. Perhaps the frog is on a holiday cruise on Hedgeway Cruise Lines. Here, Ms. Amphibian is ready for the Christmas Tango party.
Obviously, this is not one of my more compelling Monday Zen photos! But as always, you all came through with ribiting comments (thank you, Margaret) and imagination.
And I agree, the wreath looks like a jello mold--one of those with the nuts and grapes in it.
To cure a wart, light a candle at the altar of Nostro Froggie Perpetua di Verruche. Rub a cherry Life Saver on the wart then tie it on to the wreath above the sacred froggie, and it will fade by Christmas.
I'm-sorry-----laughing too hard while struggling with the new 35 lb cat in my lap----
(mom-in-law's cat still hasn't made friends with Sadie, my teeny tiny bully cat so he's hanging out in my office and driving me crazy!!!) (Anyone want a really cool-and big-cat???)
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At first glance I thought the top of the frogs(?) head had sprung off and landed on the hedge behind!
Looks like its that time of year! love the expression in his eyes!.
Hoppy Holidays!
No idea, but that thing at the top of the photo looks like a jello mold.
For a handsome Prince, there's only one thing worse than being turned into a frog by a witch. Being turned into a frog planter.
Bellis, I believe you've saved the day.
Last year, the wreath at the Tomb of the Unknown Amphibian was larger.
Here is wishing you a ribiting new year.
fun comments!
The wreath reminds me of a porthole on a ship. Perhaps the frog is on a holiday cruise on Hedgeway Cruise Lines. Here, Ms. Amphibian is ready for the Christmas Tango party.
Obviously, this is not one of my more compelling Monday Zen photos! But as always, you all came through with ribiting comments (thank you, Margaret) and imagination.
And I agree, the wreath looks like a jello mold--one of those with the nuts and grapes in it.
To cure a wart, light a candle at the altar of Nostro Froggie Perpetua di Verruche. Rub a cherry Life Saver on the wart then tie it on to the wreath above the sacred froggie, and it will fade by Christmas.
And that's the truth.
I'm-sorry-----laughing too hard while struggling with the new 35 lb cat in my lap----
(mom-in-law's cat still hasn't made friends with Sadie, my teeny tiny bully cat so he's hanging out in my office and driving me crazy!!!) (Anyone want a really cool-and big-cat???)
Speedway, that explains everything.
I'd love to have that cat, Chieftess! But I'm afraid one member of my family wouldn't tolerate him.
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