That morning felt ordinary—until I noticed tiny, shimmering marks on my car’s windshield. At first, I wondered if a curious cat or bird had wandered by overnight. The patterns weren’t dirt or scratches, just delicate impressions that made me pause.
I snapped photos and shared them online. Friends offered guesses—leaves, wildlife—but nothing seemed right. Later, a friend took a closer look and solved the mystery: tree frogs. The nearby trees, cool night air, and soft moisture had created the perfect playground for these little adventurers. Their tiny suction-cup feet had left the prints.
A gentle wipe with warm water erased the marks, leaving me smiling. What began as puzzling turned into a sweet reminder of nature’s quiet presence. Sometimes, the smallest wonders—like a frog’s nightly stroll—deserve a closer look.
