Frogs on Water Lily Leaves

I struggled into work today. Fortunately, my boss was not at work today. Still it was a Monday and I have been sick for the last four days. For a while I thought that I had succumbed to enterovirus D-68 a respiratory disease that is currently plaguing Midwest children. Its vector hails from Kansas City. I had developed a wicked cough, which was producing the vilest looking phlegm. For Sweet Jane’s sake, I’ll not describe it here. At Anne’s insistence and because of my own trepidation, I called our doctor. Yes, we even share the same doctor. 

I only got as far as the triage nurse who arranged a prescription for a course of antibiotics. It has been ages since I’ve done antibiotics. Physicians have wised up to the fact that most colds are from viruses for which antibiotics don’t do squat and besides I don’t usually call the doctor. To my surprise, within a day I was already feeling better, but by then it was already the weekend. So, I guess that it wasn’t a virus. I still have the cough and it is still producing that stuff, but it no longer so vile looking.

Still feeling a little low, we didn’t do much this last weekend, which was really a shame, because the weather was so uncharacteristically nice for Saint Louis. On Saturday, we only made it across Clayton to Oak Knoll Park, where yesterday’s turtle photograph came from. On Sunday, we went to the Gardens. It was absolutely beautiful. We had lunch there too, at Café Flora, site of the old entrance. Then we retired back here to the manor house in time to catch the opening episode of the new Ken Burns series, “The Roosevelts”, on PBS. Please notice in the photo that one of the two frogs still has part of its tail.