365Caws is now in its 14th year of publication, and was originally intended to end after 365 days. It has sometimes been difficult for me to find new material, particularly during the winter months, but now as I enter my own twilight years, I cannot guarantee that I will be able to provide daily posts. It is my hope that along the way I may have inspired someone to a greater curiosity about the natural world. If so, I can rest, content in the knowledge that my work here has been done.
Thursday, November 8, 2012
Waiting For Starlight
Day 37: The deep, dark nights of winter are upon us, but a few stalwart souls are putting the lie to the myth that frogs only chirp in the spring. I hear them voicing their complaints from behind the foundation or from their hiding places under rocks and logs along the lakeshores. The tenor of their voices expresses a clear message of displeasure with the climate, and I wonder why they have not gone to bed beneath the protection of mud and leaf debris. It is too late in the season for these creatures to be about among the cattails and reeds, too cold for their physiologies; yet something drives them. Stay safe, my little friends, and tuck in close. Stay safe until spring's soft starlight draws you from your dens.
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