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Tree Frogs

There’s something about coming home in the dark. It’s not quite warm, but it’s not quite chilly, either. There’s something in the air that heralds the coming of daffodils and grass sprinting for the blue sky. You can almost smell the perfume spring is ready to launch into the air. The birds know it. Courtship rituals abound, robins, hawks, and who knows what all strutting and streaking and singing their hearts out.

And in the darkness, singing a mad chorus of joy for the coming abundance, are the tree frogs. On my way home, I saw at least two little froggies not hopping fast enough across the road. Silly, little frogs – chickens cross the road. Frogs should stay in their ponds and by their trees. When I got home, I climbed out my car and heard the frogs’ chorus of life. It makes me smile, always. Here, the hills are alive with the sound of music. I suppose I wouldn’t be so fond of the sound if the frogs were right outside my window, but they aren’t. There are trees all over these hills, and tree frogs must live in most of them. They sound like such a happy community, twittering and ribbeting and creaking away at each other.

Tree frogs remind me that life is good, the sun comes up, winter passes, food grows, and new life comes. Tree frogs and their chorus are awesome!

Glorious!

It rained this morning, 37 F degrees outside and everything wet, gray, chilly… In a word, it was dismal. I don’t enjoy weather like that. It can be depressing and make my whole life appear wet, gray, and chilly. I had to go see my doctor again – discouraging – about my back because SAIF – aggravating – said so. It just wasn’t a good feeling. Dismal, yuck.

Thank goodness life is not really like that. On the way back home, it was no longer raining. There was sun and blue skies. Clouds were still there, sure, and some of them were even gray, but there were light gray ones and dark gray ones and some so light they looked more white than gray. Some even borrowed a halo from the sun as they passed beneath it and the earth. All of this beauty encased the earth below, the upright trees winter-stripped, the evergreens proudly dark, the hills bedecked with vibrantly green grass. Everything glistened under that blue and white and gray sky as the water left by this morning’s rain caught and amplified the sunlight. Glorious! It was marvelously glorious!

And life is far more like that than dismal. God has given us many good things.