Tomorrow I’m going to town and decided to wear a nice cotton shirt that needed ironing. I got the ironing board set up and grabbed the steam iron out of the storage pantry. As I was about to pour some water in its spout, I saw an odd dark shape covering the hole. It looked like a piece of chewing gum. It was a frog! I scooped it up and as I was about to take it outside and toss it into the middle barrel of the fish fountain, I noticed another frog between the handle and the base. Two frogs in one iron! Doesn’t that have special significance in some culture somewhere? Sure made me feel good.
I feel sorry for people who don’t encounter frogs in routine places. I also feel sorry for people who have to iron their own clothes.