You know how you have places in your childhood that you can recall spending time at?
For example, a favorite tire swing…a sand pit…a treefort
We had “The frog pond” in Windham.
It was a small swampy pondish affair,just down the road & was named so, because there was an abundance of frogs to be had.
Ok, let’s be honest :” there was an abundance of frogs to be tortured.”
I used to enjoy looking for the huge masses of jellied eggs , and later tadpoles .
Fun summer stuff.