Transitions

The pond is full of tadpoles this year, a banner crop so to speak. Schools of them trace the edges of the pond seeking out the sun. Some are beginning to develop their legs and some now push themselves to the surface to get a breath of air, beginning their transition from a water world. I had never seen this happen before, this learning how to adapt to their next environment. Quite wonderful, as is the huge numbers of them; it tells me the pond is healthy.