It was Spring today. I kept thinking of William Wordsworth - " It is the first mild day of March, / Each minute sweeter than before."
Dog of COG and I took a long walk to look at all the flooding and tonight we heard the Spring Peepers for the first time.
Absolutely my favorite heart-lifting event of the Spring - the first peepers. They're only an inch long, so I've never seen one, but the sound of them fills the night. This is what they sound like - taken from YouTube because I can't find the one I made last year.
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What a charming interlude, the spring peepers.
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