Aren’t we all growing up?  Changing every day? Last year the two or three frogs in our little backyard pond produced eggs that produced tadpoles which survived the winter. Here is one of the little fellows with tail and legs.  Slowly the tail will shorten and disappear. The frog will then breath through new lungs instead of getting oxygen from the water by its fins or whatever, which are becoming obsolete. At least that I what I see.  So we are all being changed, don’t you think?  In some way or other!