It Is All About The Frog..............

Some days I wonder why I do this job. But, there are those days that it all seems to make sense. I wonder why I drag myself out of bed while the sun is still asleep. Then I get the dough rising and creep out into the awesome quiet and even though I am cleaning bathrooms, all is well in my world. I get to walk through the grounds and check on my gardens while a sleepy cat winds her way between my ankles. Then I re-enter the building and smell the yeasty dough rising as the coffee brews. The dogs all lay sleeping with he who snores until the sweet smell of cinnamon permeates the air................

Then the phone's ring shatters the quiet and an early riser begins banging on the store door demanding coffee and sweet sustenance. The day begins as the breakfast crowd comes in full of news and happy banter. Sometimes an over-nighter will enter and sit a spell with the crowd. Some just sit and listen, while some seem to fit right in as if they had known them all forever. It puts a smile on my face and I realize the reason for my sleeplessness is right here. I can sleep late during the week!



Seems like we have worked extra hard this season with all the changes in the signage; but it is paying off A couple stopped over night not long ago. They came in because they saw the frogs on the signs and she is a lover of frogs ................ and she was wearing a Coke t-shirt!

She likes frogs so much that she wears them! You can't tell from the picture, but the arms and legs move. She assured me that our kampground would be a regular stop as they travel. I tell you, it is all about the frog!!!!!!