You know winter is over when you hear the peepers.  Robins can show up in January, geese aren’t terribly reliable, but the peepers show up like clockwork each spring.  I love the sounds they make.  And though it’s almost dark, there’s a lovestruck Robin outside my window who doesn’t care (probably the same one which starts singing an hour before dawn, too!).  So tell me why, with the lengthening days, warmer sun, and greening earth I’m headed back up to Vermont in a week to dive back into winter again?

What was I thinking? :)


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