Living in Gnu-House

We are adjusting to new experiences and routines. I haven't established a daily routine yet. The weather has been so delightful that sometimes I have breakfast in the patio and watch the three swirling rings of water that push the floating objects around the pool. Its very restful; like watching fish swim in an aquarium.

The other morning we had a small rescue drama. We noticed a tiny tree frog, about the size of my thumbnail, desperately trying to climb onto the disk that floats around the pool sending information to the satellite, which in turn sends information back to the pool monitor letting us know when and which chemicals to put in the pool, the green packet or the red one. The top of the disk was an inch too high for the tree frog to reach, but he kept trying. When we realized the little thing was not going to make it, we fished him out of water with a net. When we poured him out of the net onto the cement sidewalk circling the pool, he sat for a second, then totally collapsed into a flat speck on the cement.

We thought he had died. We just sat there processing the event and suddenly, the tree frog sat up and took a couple of hops. It didn't have the strength to hop again. After another moment or two, the little thing took another couple of hops toward the grassy area. It had to stop several times between hops before getting off the sidewalk, but eventually made it.

We surmised that the little tree frog had accidently fallen into the pool trying to catch a dragonfly.