One of my favorite things about spring is the sound of spring peepers. Although I have never seen one, I hear them every spring and have been listening to them for the past couple of weeks. The sound of them fills me with hope and anticipation for the coming warming of the earth. They call out in the cold dampness of March, seeking the company of a mate. Some mornings it seems too cold for such a little amphibian to be moving around, yet they continue to sing. They have such faith, such certainty that spring is just around the corner. It's almost as if these small creatures have winter on the run with their joyous awakening and search for companionship. As I listen to the peepers sing in the early mornings and late evenings, their optimism and enthusiasm seeps into my psyche. Their joy for life is contagious, and I can't help but feel it too.

Peace