A child’s hand holding a tadpole
A child’s hand holding a tadpole
Holding onto life Photo by Mael BALLAND on Unsplash

The sun sheds a pale late-afternoon yellow as the car splashes through the puddles along the long driveway, past the waving gums and imposing pines, to my grandfather’s farm. The puddles were so deep last time we came that I imagined becoming bogged and drowning out there — the car sinking to a slow gurgling death with us trapped inside. When I was a child the puddles didn’t scare me, I knew they teemed with life, with millions of tadpoles to be caught in glass jars. I took the jars filled with murky water back down the highway home. Then…

Sam Lawry

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