Heard the *bing* of an incoming email the other day, and when I checked my messages, saw that it was the notification that a new geocache had published. Not a big deal ordinarily, except that this one was dedicated to me! In my universe, that's a pretty big deal. It's called a 'tribute cache.' I've hidden three to honor friends of mine, but this is the first one with my name on it.
I solved the puzzle on the cache page and got myself to the final coordinates posthaste, since convention dictates that the honoree is supposed to be allowed to find a new tribute cache first. Look what I found inside! The very kind septuagenarian friend who put the cache out left a souvenir for me in the container. There was also a small blue frog attached to the top of the container...apparently my fondness for frogs is not a secret. :)
I told him that I was going to add my souvenir to the frog collection on my kitchen windowsill, which I did.
Not a great picture, but you get the idea. Sadly, this is only about half of the frogs in my kitchen...my husband just rolls his eyes when the subject comes up. Oh well. Everyone is entitled to an idiosyncrasy or two, and I am no exception.
The funniest thing is that this friend had no idea whatsoever that he put my cache less than 50 feet from the door of one of the places near home where my children play soccer! I was there tonight with Thing Two, who had goalie training, and as I walked past the bush in which the container is hidden, I smiled all over again.