Callie and I heard frogs on our walk tonight. A vernal pool full of frogs sang in the evening's warmth. And we spied crocus flowers blooming in someone's lawn. Just as I was bringing in the wood, a Carolina wren began singing, "tea-kettle, tea-kettle, tea-kettle."
Tomorrow, we're due to get thunderstorms--Spring has sprung and we're late starting our seedlings!
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