For the first time last night I heard, in Van Cortlandt Park (huuuuge park in the Bronx) these cheerful little guys singing for the first time this year. I think they’re over by Tibbetts Brook in the middle of the park–I’m at the eastern end–and you can hear them over the traffic from the Deegan and everything. It’s such a nice sound and really tells me, along with the worms turning and the geese honking overhead going Og knows where, that spring is really here in NYC!
Do you hear these ampibious lovebirds in your part of the country yet?
It’s western chorus frogs here in eastern Nebraska. We just had a foot and a half of snow, so I expect it’ll be a week or two yet. Meanwhile, the daffodils are beautiful,and the forsythia is coming along too.
No Peepers yet, but the bluebirds, sandhill cranes and red-wing blackbirds are back, so it must be spring! Congrats on your frogs - Hopefully ours will show eventually.
Squink, now those are masculine big Midwestern frogs, not like my white-wine sipping Volvo-driving city frogs. Nice.
I just came home at midnight (yep, still midnight, we haven’t Spring Forward yet) and the little guys had stopped singing. Let’s hope they were all worn out from making tadpoles with bedazzled girl froggies.
