Wednesday, April 27, 2011
Down in the run below the house the peepers have finally started their chorus. Later in the season if you listen carefully you'll hear bullfrogs as a kind of background noise. It's not quite 8 PM and still light enough out to see detail. And warm enough (albeit a bit damp around the edges) not to need heavy jackets, or even any jacket. All the jonquils are up, and the beginnings of trillium in the woods. All the promise is there.
Posted by mittens at 7:40 PM