Tonight, at 8:05pm, I opened the bedroom window, turned off the overhead light, grabbed the third Harry Potter book (Rose and I are reading our way through) and climbed into bed.
At 8:20pm my ears took notice.
A familiar sound. One not heard in months.
Peepers!
Not hundreds. Just a few.
The song is not constant. It is hesitant. As if they are gathering in the pit, tuning up their instruments for the big performance which has not yet begun, but will, any minute now.
I am so glad I went to bed with my window open this evening. Next to the whipporwill, the peepers sing my favorite song. Hope you can hear some soon.
5 comments:
Becky from Peevish Pen also reported hearing peepers. I told Kurt we probably hear these things too but we don't know what we're hearing.
Oh, peepers! You are truly blessed, Ginger...it seems forever since I heard them. I haven't heard a peep yet this year, but I'm really looking forward to it.
Our coquis are not as welcome as your peepers, I imagine.
I posted this same thing yay...peeps! Hope for spring! Somehow I knew you would have heard them too. Lovely!
Hi Debi, I bet you do if you have any ponds or streams nearby! Thinking of you and the real estate adventure. Hang in there. Can't wait to read more.
Yes, Beth, that is exactly how I feel! Bet you hear some anyday now!
NancyDe, peepers are loud, but I am imagining that coquis must be deafening!!!
Lynne, that is so cool! And btw, you know how much I love you!!!
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