The sound of water running can easily be taken for granted. But, after nearly three months of frozen ground, the gurgling of the vernal streams hint at an instinctual understanding that the land is waking up from a very long nap.
A wood frog must have gotten the memo. It was testing out its croaky voice down by Page Pond this afternoon.
Soon the peepers will be out.
Then the tree buds, followed by leaves.
We can’t wait.