I'm not a fan of whimsy in and of itself. I'd rather stab myself with a fork than spend a day at Disney World. Fairies and butterflies and dreamcatchers and quilted scenes of puppies hold no interest for me. If someone gave me a souvenir plate from the Grand Canyon, I'd probably serve them brownies on it. You get the idea.
So when I came across this display of fanciful ceramic frogs at the Iowa 80 Truckstop, I was surprised at how they captivated me. There were so many sizes and styles and colors, and their poses and expressions were so delightful that I had to snap a few pics.
That last one is my animal spirit.