Thursday, March 13, 2008

324 days, 7 hours , 3 minutes, 50 seconds

To miss a day is one thing. To miss a leap, a chance to get over the hurdle, is something else. And there were frogs in her pond playing leap frog, eating the small fish, stirring up the sand along the bottom, dying the water deep beige. Then there were ducks who ate the frogs and fox who ate everything except the duck heads. She was left with brown water.