On the ball again . . . my stability ball. I think of the tiny creatures I can barely see, blending in with the dark garden soil. I first notice them when they move. The other day I ￼pulled out my camera when I saw a miniature frog in the back garden. Each time I hovered from above, it hopped away.
hidden in the weeds
a tiny frog
Now it’s your turn. Waldo is hiding in each photo.