Frogs

Here's a small, but not insignificant, benefit of commuting by bike:

Today I heard the first spring peepers of the season. I was surprised to hear them. It's been a hard winter, with no real spring weather so far. We had a measurable snow fall just a few days ago, and the temperature still goes down into the low 20s at night.

Still, there they were, somewhere in the marsh: tiny little chirping frogs proclaiming the spring that must surely be on its way.

In my car I never would have heard them. I'd still be thinking winter will never end.