Tuesday, June 21, 2011

The Frog

Be kind and tender to the Frog,
And do not call him names,


As "slimy skin" or "Polly-wog"
Or likewise, "Ugly James,"


Or "Gap-a-grin," or "Toad-gone-wrong,"
Or "Bill-Bandy-knees":


The Frog is very sensitive
To epithets like these.


No animal will more repay
A treatment kind and fair;
At least so lonely people say
Who keep a frog (and, by the way,
They are extremely rare).


Hilair Belloc
1870-1953
La Celle-Saint-Cloud
France

20 comments:

Kay said...

This is an adorable poem and your photos are fabulous as always, Denise.

Valerie said...

I like frogs. I wouldn't dream of giving them such names. Great pictures, Denise.

SquirrelQueen said...

Aw, I think they are cute. I would never call them by any of those names.

Janet said...

What a lovely little poem-thank you for sharing that-cute frog !

jabblog said...

Lovely images to accompany Belloc's poem, Denise:-)

matron said...

The poem is lovely and your photos of the frog are cute.I love frogs and always take pictures of them when I see them in the garden.

*Honest Abe said...

Loved the poem and the frog pictures. And they are rare around here too. Owing to the pollution and acid rain and other faults of our civilization I am thinking.

I replied to your observations of my post about planting the Zelkova trees...

Japan back then was devastated -- even the trees were gone. The people were enamored with Western style dress and tried wearing high heels much to the chagrin of soldiers who had encouraged them to try -- seeing them twisting ankles with every other step.

Ropes for belts and wooden flip flops were the foot fare.

Pave-less streets and a decided lack of green was the reason I took pictures like that one. To see them planting trees was to see shade sometime in the future and it used to get hot being that close to the ocean.

Then the double whammy of earthquake and tsunami struck the city and it is once more devastated.

Kathy said...

Fab Fotos!

Jane and Chris said...

Luckily, frogs are not rare here. We have a pond full of them, so much so, we call it Froggy pond.
ane x

Out on the prairie said...

Wow this was really nice, i loved the poem and pics!

MarieElizabeth said...

Such a cute poem, and nice photos.

once in a blue moon said...

really enjoy your photos~

gigihawaii said...

This reminds me of a restaurant that had a large frog pond surrounding the property. While I ate fried frog legs, I could hear the frogs croaking loudly outside! That was so funny.

Lui said...

Only a kind spirit like you can utter such wonderful message, Denise! In my house Heaven, we call him MrFrog and during rainy days, he steps out (twice as big now) from beneath Heaven and leaps out looking for his friend and my late dog Bogart.

Such brilliant shots too!
Thanks again, D!

Yogi♪♪♪ said...

You know I have never read an ode to a frog before. You are an original Denise!

Maa said...

As you know I have plenty of my own around here....love them. Maa.

Mama-Bug said...

Love those froggy photos!

Indrani said...

A fun poem with these wonderful shots.

Janie said...

Cute poem, and lovely photos of this fine amphibian.
We took photos of our Uintah Mountain frogs yesterday. They're very tiny. I think they might make good pets...

Linda (PA_shutterbug) said...

I liked the pictures of the frog, as well as the poem.