If I won the lottery tomorrow, I can't say for sure if I'd continue working; I guess it would depend on the amount of the winnings. But as long as I have to work, I couldn't ask for a prettier place to have to be each morning.
It's so easy to take it for granted. The deer that I had to stop for last week. The squirrels that run past our building. This little dock (at least I think that's what it was) over the mossy lake. I parked at Creative Arts and walked down to the lake before work getting my feet a little soggy in the wet grass but I'm glad I stopped.
As a child, much time was spent around a creek in my neighborhood in Santa Cruz, collecting pollywogs to watch them as they grew legs and metamorphed into frogs. Those days have left me with a fascination for standing water....ponds, puddles, creeks, always on the lookout for frogs or newts. This week I was rewarded. Checking out a bit of the waterway that surrounds CR, a place where I've toted my camera hoping to capture the bright greens of moss, I checked the water and found HUNDREDS of tadpoles....the water truly teeming with them. 
Then, I found Mom...or was it Dad, keeping an eye on the young`uns.
