Juuuuuust in case I start to take life too seriously, I play.  Here’s one of my play.   It is a picture of a sack of frog eggs.  I found one, or four, recently (yes!  really!) and thought i’d give a drawing of it a go.  I like incubation–a live thing, in the process of growing, full of potential, patiently developing, living in the tension of not yet but almost. 

 I wonder if eggs get impatient and frustrated with themselves for not being yet what they know they can be.   Still, they would never be a frog without first being the egg that they are.  I hope they get to play in there; I think it would help.