One of the things that stands out to me living this country life, are the sounds.
Sounds you don't often hear in the city.
(Or just don't notice.)
Presently- along with all different types of birds tweeting and chirping - the frog choruses are in full swing.
Day and night, I can hear them tirelessly croaking down the hill by the dugouts.
And thanks to all our snow which has almost completely melted, we now have numerous places for frogs to position themselves.
Yesterday, I came around the corner of the house to see this:
Of course I had to follow.
It looked to good of an adventure not to.....
The normally dry pasture land, had turned in to a ~Land of Lakes~
~Making for some interesting net-captures~
(Please note that all captured choir members were immediately released back to their croaking positions,
and are currently continuing on with their choir careers.
The proof is in the music outside my window....)