Just now, walking up past the pond at dusk, we heard the wood frogs calling. We followed the chorus in. Silence. Then, here and there, the song began again. Overnight, the last of the ice melted, and the frogs are mating. Tomorrow: spring.The photograph of fungi was taken up at the pond. Click on image to enlarge.
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i gave you an award: http://vesperinlimbo.wordpress.com/2009/03/25/1190/
Hello, fellow Vesper Prize winner. Your blog is beautiful, all the posts are like tiny prose poems and the photography is gorgeous.
Why thank you, Vesper de Vil! I so appreciate your kindness! My boost for the day.
Well hello back, fellow honored one. What lovely things to say. I will check out all the prize winners' blogs later today! Thanks for visiting ... and congratulations!
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