Project: 10 Year
2010
#37/100
Many days when we drove through mountain roads, the weather was either cloudy or rainy. We loved hearing rain hitting the windshield while listening to nice music. One mountaintop had an observatory. It was too foggy so we couldn’t see much of the view. The surrounding area was so beautiful though. All the thin tall trees were hiding and sticking out in the fog.
One night the rain was pouring hard. We were driving next to a river. We saw so many small rocks on the road. Shortly after, we realized that those were not rocks but frogs. It was a horrifying experience. We felt so bad. We still talk about those innocent frogs that died that night from time to time.
I’d name the drawing of my husband as ‘The frog killer’.