I had a comic strip I wanted to post today, but it isn't finished yet. So I got nothin'. See you later.
OH! Wait. I do have something.
I enjoyed reading all'a y'all's frog poems, and I'm not just saying that to be polite. I liked them all, but there were a few that I really liked. Choosing a prizewinner wasn't easy -- and heck, if I could afford it, I'd send a bag of granola to everyone who gave me a poem. But I can only spare the scratch for one bag and one stamp, so there can only be one prizewinner.
And the froggy princely prizewinner is Tim.
A frog, a pond, a sound —— Panama!
I don't love it on the basis of its being cute or ironically familiar, or because it's simple and funny; I'm struck by the PANAMA at the end arriving like an sudden splash upon the surface of a summer pool.
So, Tim: drop me a line (beechleavesold[at]gmail.com) and give me an address to which I can send your bag of authentic (and organic!) Quaker granola.
Well. I'm gonna get back to work on that comic strip.