A frog walked in front of me and it was worn out, between it and the water were some spiky brambles and it sat looking at them then looked at me... so I picked it up and put it in the pond. The water was heaving with activity causing many ripples on the surface of an otherwise mirror like surface and I couldn’t resist having a go at all the broken concentric reflections... Just before I left I swear the same frog came right to the waters edge and sat there smiling at me with a look of gratitude... and he glanced a couple of times at the canvas...