A Sure Sign of Spring

This week, the spring peepers (listen here) were serenading us. They do every year around Aidan's birthday and we always tell him they came out just to sing Happy Birthday. He just eats that up.

It was a symphony of sorts on Dead Rat Hill~along with the peepers, we heard sandhill cranes, a lone duck and either a coyote or a wolf (not being experts, we are completely unable to tell the difference) all in one night.

The sounds of spring and summer~music to my ears.

Really it's thanks to the chickens that we heard these welcome songs of warmer weather. For if HE hadn't gone out to lock them in for the night, with all of our windows and doors closed up against this cold vernal season, we would have missed that first night.

And for some reason it is the most magical of all.

Speaking of music (and magic), Aidan received a new keyboard for his birthday and is quite smitten. It's [almost] receiving even more attention than the Lego Harry Potter Diagon Alley kit.

Whoa.