At my age there aren’t many things I haven’t tried. Yeah, I haven’t tried giving birth or getting run over by a bus. But in the realm of things both possible and sane there aren’t many things I haven’t done. Now there is one less because today I caught my first frog. The campground’s pond has many frogs, large and small, and provides nets so that children – and curious adults – can try to catch some of the buggers.
Well, they actually aren’t that hard to catch and since, once caught, they must be released, I rapidly grew tired of the activity. But I am no longer a frog-catching virgin. I hope it was as good for the frog as it was for me.