A Frog Went Walking On A Summer Day 21.10.odt Apr 2026

"Terribly bright out, Barnaby," Pip squeaked. "Where are you bound in this heat?"

"The Meadow Edge," Barnaby croaked, puffing out his emerald chest. "I hear the wildflowers are tall enough to shade a king." a frog went walking on a summer day 21.10.odt

Stepping off his mossy porch, Barnaby’s belly made a satisfying schloop sound against the muddy bank. He didn't hop; he strolled. He navigated the tall forest of sawgrass with the confidence of an explorer, his gold-rimmed eyes scanning for adventure (or, more realistically, a particularly slow dragonfly). "Terribly bright out, Barnaby," Pip squeaked