Saturday, November 12, 2016

Good Luck And A Lush Lawn

It's been quite the amphibian party around our house lately.

At the beginning of October I found a frog in the compost bin. A couple of weeks later there was one in a plant I was repotting.  Last night Hubby Tony stopped to pick up what he thought was a rock on the kitchen floor.  The rock came to life and hopped away.  We had another small frog!  It tried to hide in the pantry, but Tony captured it in a plastic cup and tossed it outside.  The last we saw of the frog it was hanging on to one of the holly bushes next to the front porch. This time we did not get a photo.

What could all the frogs mean?  I turned to the National Wildlife Federation's blog, which said:
"Frogs have been a symbol of prosperity, wealth, friendship and abundance in many cultures and a symbol of fertility in others. For the Romans, the frog was a mascot believed to bring good luck to one’s home. The native Aborigines of Australia believed that frogs brought the thunder and rain, to help the plants to grow."
So, since my fertility days are over, I assume we're going to be rich, with good luck, many friends, and a lush lawn. 

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10 comments:

  1. now I wish a frog could come around here, I never thought they were such a such positive symbol.

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  2. We had lots of toads when we first moved out here. But then, people started using heavy-duty pesticides and all the toads disappeared. I grieve for them. They would eat the bugs that have invaded our yard.

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    1. I haven't noticed an insect decrease since the frogs have shown up, but maybe we'd have even more if they weren't around?

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  3. I miss frogs where we live. Or at least, their ribbiting.

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    1. The funny thing is, even when the windows were open, I never heard a frog. Maybe the crickets were drowning them out?

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  4. My brother has a resident toad at his home that lives under the guest cottage deck. You can hear him/her ribbiting in the Spring. Lovely.

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