My mom brought me these tadpoles in late March to raise. Her friend picked them up in brackish water near a road she walks on daily. We didn't know what kind of tadpoles they were until recently.
The transformation of a tadpole into a frog is slow but their change is a great lesson we can watch and learn from.
What you see is not always what you are.
We are always becoming - transforming...
and like the frog it doesn't always happen overnight.
At some point though the time comes when we are ready to breathe the air and leave the water - to begin a new life.
This one is the last of the the tadpoles that made it to the point of leaving the water.
I hope they stick around!