We are now back home. After all the celebrations around our niece's wedding and family members were heading for the airport to go home, Gregg and I found ourselves with time on our hands. We drove into one of the towns about 20 miles away and while there, walked up a side street where we came across this cute little frog outside one of the shops.
This is the first of several posts from Germany.
"Like a frog, the aphorist waits for something to fly by that he can catch with his tongue."