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NOTE:  Donna, Beth and I want to thank each and every one for the support that this blog still has. We know the new post are getting the best numbers. It is not always easy to post a “new” post but we try everyday.  Mrs. Crumly was just so good at coming up with a new blog with just anything that may have happened around the house the day before.

I will tell you that Mr. John is doing much better than I expected, thank the good Lord. He is a great man and at 89 years still has a lot to offer. I really enjoy going over and watching the humming birds with him. I plan to write a blog about all the animals of the farm and other things very soon.  I know what I want to write about, but then getting it out of my head onto the blog is something different.  Thank you again for all your support in this blog. The last 3 days have had well over 2000 hits a day. THANK YOU ALL. Now to today’s post.  If you do have any “feedback” you would like to share please send it to my e mail at russaustin1964@hotmail.com.  Just know that any or all comments may or may not be used on the blog.

Just one of the many humming birds fighting for a drink of Mr. Johns famous sugar water.

Lots of perks go with the writing of this article, but feedback is one of the very best.  I love stories that readers send me and the one I received last week is just too good not to share and it’s definitely country living.  It came from a reader in Rainsville – some 15 miles from the Windy Knoll.

I thought you would enjoy this little true story.  I don’t know what to call it – A Tadpole Tail or Tadpoles from Heaven. 

My husband had several five gallon buckets set around the leak of the house to catch rain water for my house plants.  I thought that was too much water setting around and didn’t want to raise mosquitos, so we emptied all the ones in the back and started on the front buckets.  Two of the buckets had tadpoles in them.  Well I didn’t want to pour them out so our daughter put them all in one bucket; we left them for several days.  I wondered what to feed them – I knew they ate algee from pond’s or wherever they raise. I dropped a slice of tomato in the bucket and they ate it up, then I gave them cucumber and they liked that, too.  Two or three weeks later our daughter bought fish food and turtle food and they really started to grow.  We have watched them grow legs, climb up the side of the bucket, dry off and then hop away.  They are little tree frogs.  They are green, so cute and like to set on your fingers.  We started out with 156, several died, maybe 7.  I changed their water today and we have 57 in the bucket.  Five more will probably leave tonight.  We have three with only three legs, Daughter is worried they might not make it but I believe they will.  I feel our family has been blessed for the opportunity to help these babies  grow up. 

Some people will probably say its crazy, but I’ve always been different.  I was thinking maybe they were sent to us for a reason – the creeks, streams and branches have dried up around and the mother frog didn’t have anywhere to lay her eggs, so we were chosen to care for them.  I’ve always been a firm believer in abortion, so when I saw those little tadpoles – little living things that came from an egg – my mind changed.  I’m still for abortion if there’s rape or incest.  I wish everyone could experience this miracle of life.  When one of these little critters sets on your finger, you can feel this warm feeling around your heart – if they could only talk.” 

Mrs. Reader, thanks loads for taking the time to share this sweet little story with readers all over the country.  Best wishes to you and your tadpole family as you share country living.