During the night it snowed. Benny is lying in the winter sun on his favorite spot at the pond and dreaming of the past summer.
Now he is even believing to hear the croaking of frogs and wakes up! He always liked watching them in summer.
But the pond is in winter sleep and a thick blanket of snow covers the surface. Benny is trying to see something beneath.
“A small, only a very small step I can dare to do… Somewhere here they must be, these funny little croakers!” Suddendly the ice crunches under his feet.
“Benny get out!” mom is saying excitedly. And Benny is getting back on the plank obediently. He will of course have to wait until spring to see his green friends again!
