An exuberant frog hunt, full of mud, muck, and wonder, leads to a playful exploration of mindfulness.
As rain clouds
bloom across the sea and the first stars wink, Sammy and Chocolate tiptoe into
the muddy marsh behind their house in search of frogs. They can hear frogs
everywhere—croaking, chirping, clucking, burping—but though they poke and peek,
wriggle and sneak, they can’t spot even one. It’s only after Sammy and Chocolate stop
looking, flop onto the grass, and fade into frogness—no thinking, just
being—that frogs come flying. Plink!
Plop! Splatter! Splash! Too slippery and fast to catch!