I would have missed it.
In my single-minded way of rushing from one task to another around the house I would have walked right past.
“Linda!” my husband called me in from the back yard where I was watering the garden. “Come here and see this.”
I confess: I was annoyed at his call. I was busy after all; just home from work and wanting to get water on the garden before dinner. I sighed to myself, put the hose down, went into the house where he led me to the front door and outside.
“Look,” he said as he pointed to the ground beside the house. I thought, at first, that there was something wrong with my clematis. It had been doing so well this year and I felt my stomach clench at the thought of it having been damaged by insects or animals.
“What?” I couldn’t see any damage to the plant.
“Down there. Look.”
I bent down for a closer look and then I saw it. A tiny green frog, less than two inches long, tucked into the corner. Gerry had pointed out a similar frog sitting on a leaf of my zucchini plant a few days ago; I had tried to photograph it but it had hopped away before I could get the camera.
As you can see by the photograph at the top of this post I was successful in capturing the image of this tiny fellow.
“How did you ever see him there?” I asked Gerry as I lay on the ground, as close as could be to the frog, holding still as I could so I wouldn’t startle him.
I already knew the answer though. My husband doesn’t rush and hurry like I do much of the time. He takes his time–annoyingly so to me sometimes–he appreciates what is in front of him at the moment. It’s one of the things I loved about him first: the way he took the time to observe the stars, to appreciate the beauty of the moon’s phases, to experience every moment.
Later, as he reached his hand down to help me up after I had captured the photographs, I felt convicted. Slow down. I had been telling myself for months that I needed to slow down and enjoy the journey I was on instead of frantically trying to do to many things at one time.
With my hand in my husband’s as I stood up and brushed myself off I resolved once again to try slow down and live in the moment. I knew if I didn’t I’d miss simple gifts–the best gifts–like seeing a tiny green frog on a summer afternoon.