Day 144: We've come 'round the corner of winter. Not only are the Snowdrops in bloom, last night I heard the Pacific Chorus Frogs singing on the far side of the pasture, no doubt inspired by several days with highs in the 60s. Their music is one of the most delightful things to my ear, and it's soon to be followed by another: the plaintive note of the Varied Thrush. I'm ready. And I'm ready for the First Day of Skunk Cabbage, but that won't come for another two weeks or so. There is such joy to be found in Nature, even when all else is the stuff of nightmares. Snowdrops, frogs, Skunk Cabbage...they give me hope.
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