Boiling Frog
It was the first real day of Spring, and I was walking to Rouken Glen park. On the way, at the exit of a filling station on the pavement lay this frog, a long way away from the safety of the Rouken Glen waters from where it presumably came. Here it was dying, drying out in the afternoon sun, and it looked like someone had trod on it. (You won't want to see how it looked from behind.) I was going to offer it some water from my bottle, but that might have prolonged it's agony- what can you do? Things like this make me appreciate how fragile life can be in this modern world.
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