Yesterday during my lunch time walk I heard the chorus frogs calling for the first time this year. The pond is between my building and the sound wall for the freeway. Mountains of snow and debris have been bulldozed onto this pond over the winter. The water is not open yet the chorus frogs are in there singing their love songs. Music to my ears! I miss doing the frog and toad survey. I had hoped the state would get it going again but it doesn't look that way.
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