On one of our last days on our last trip deep into the Boundary Waters Canoe Area Wilderness, we stopped on a thin rock wall with trees and brush that formed a boundary between a shallow, small lake and the yawning narrows of a far larger lake we were camping on. With a small rapids forming the flow between them, there was a congregation of small life on this strip of rock as the rest of the immediate area was tall and steep ancient ground-down mountains very difficult to climb. The few people who go that way all go over the natural wall. And the bear signs and deer signs were abundant. As were the frogs. So as my son threw stones. And I looked about for animal signs and fire wood, my daughter made a friend. Truly one side of the thin strip of land here is the US, and the other is Canada. One can easily stand with a foot on either side of the border when straddling the rapids. This could be a Canadian frog held by an American Girl.