Friday, August 26, 2016

High Density Living

Join the Poetry Friday fun at My Juicy Little Universe

21 comments:

  1. Great photo and poem, Bridget! And the title of your post is funny. In my head, I played around with moving "parking lot" to the first or second line of the haiku. It seems like it works anywhere!

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    1. Thanks, Tabatha! I toyed with a different version:
      in the parking lot
      a puddle churns with life
      after the monsoon
      If only I had another poet such as yourself to bounce ideas off of. Thanks for always being encouraging. =)

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  2. Oh my, it's hard to believe that it happens. I wrote about rain, too, but no tadpoles here. Love each part, Bridget.

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    1. Thank you, Linda! Yes, I found these fellas in the parking lot by the path where I jog. =)

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    1. Yep, amazing what can happen when it rains in the desert. Thanks for stopping by, Liz! =)

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  4. Lovely, Bridget. Eggs are powerful, aren't they?

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    1. Indeed, Brenda. Just goes to show you the power of life despite the elements. =)

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  5. Wow, who woulda thunk it? Amazing the adaptations animals make for survival.

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    1. True that, Diane! It's all about adaptations...for us humans, too. =)

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  6. This is great, Bridget! So I have to ask, do they manage to get themselves to another water source somehow or do they just dry up on the pavement? Seems rather unlucky to be born in a puddle. Miraculous, but unlucky.

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    1. Some do, Michelle. We've had a pretty active monsoon season so that puddle has been full (and well stocked) for weeks. I think some of these guys reach maturity and hop right out of the puddle. And others get parked on...ugh. =)

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  7. Oh my. I'm wondering, where have they been till now? Your photo reminds me of once, a long time ago, opening my rice container to find it hopping with bugs.

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    1. Oh, Violet, rice with a side of bugs! Wow! My guess is that mama frog/toad laid her eggs when it was wet and hoped for the best. (hopped, too, probably). =)

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  8. For real?!?! WOW! I'd like to see that! How did the eggs get there? How long did they wait? Not a blacktop parking lot, surely? So many questions! So amazing!!

    (I like parking lot as the first line.)

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    1. It is a dirt parking lot next to a trail. the puddle is under a pretty big mesquite tree so it stayed at least moist between storms - obviously wet enough to sustain these tiny lives. Nature = amazing. =)

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  9. Very neat, Bridget! Kids will love this!

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    1. Thank you! I appreciate your kind words! =)

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  10. This is great. One of those effectively simple haiku pieces, with a lovely twist in the tail.

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    1. Thanks, Kat! I like your description of "twist in the tail" - exactly what the tadpoles were doing in the puddle. =)

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  11. That hosting slot just didn't work for me--this is my first clear moment (that I wasn't too exhausted to think) this week! My apologies for the late comment.

    I LOVE THIS. So unassuming yet so effective!

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