down by the new Tiny House.
Followed the mown path.
Frogs in the edge grass
Squawked and leapt into water
when I walked past them.
~dkm 66/365

A journal of outdoor observation, written in response to the simple act of paying close attention for an hour a day to the natural sights and sounds of an ordinary backyard in Decatur, Georgia, or wherever my travels take me, with the intention of recording the single most interesting perception of the hour. The challenge has taught me to expect the unexpected!
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