A HOPLESS FROG IN MY GARDEN!

A  HOPLESS FROG IN MY GARDEN!

In 1984 my darling mother Myra was suffering from the ovarian cancer that took her life.  While I  was visiting her in Tasmania I noticed a  cheeky little frog on her bedside table. ‘He cheers me up’, she said.  I could see why; he was adorable. Froggy

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