I heard the Spring Peepers this evening!

Notice the size of this creature!  This evening I heard what were probably hundreds of them indulging in their mating calls. The second photo shows one with his throat expanded in song.

I love the sound they make.  For me, it signals Spring.  I'm reposting a poem from a few years back about them:

Spring Peepers

In spring the frog sounds like a bird

who with his cousins curves the night

around the pond with hot blue songs

that bend the mud and send the slight

sounds shivering into the dark,

across wet pasture, black with sleep

Across the field the undulating

chorus bites through rock and mud

to say the winter yields its howling

to the tough truth’s greening blood

The eyes of songbirds cut the clouds,

their silent flight to north and nest.