The Cracker Barrel: The frogs

The Cracker Barrel: The frogs

Living as we do by the shores of a marsh, we are very much aware or our neighbors, the frogs. Each spring, right about now, the first of the croaking begins. When we hear it, we are invariably thrilled. More than the return of the juncoes or the trilling of the red-winged blackbirds, the croaking of the frogs means spring. For months and months we have forgotten all about them. We know vaguely that they are somewhere burrowed in the frozen mud, …