I don't think there is a more joyful sound than the first spring peepers! My dear friend Anita and I keep a sharp ear out the end of February to catch the sound of the very first peeper. I heard ours this last Friday afternoon -- one lonely voice. By Saturday night I could hear them in the middle of the night with the windows closed. They were so happy, and so was I, tucked warm and safe in my bed and listening to the glorious chorus. This is contentment.
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