My favorite time of the year. Tonight I hear the songs of baby frogs.
Today was in the 60s(F) and the tadpoles must have morphed. Their
songs fill the night air tonight. A friend of mine says that this
winter has been just too mild, and that we're in for an ice storm. I
said I can guarentee a late season ice or snow storm by taking the
sand bags out of the bed of my truck. Murphy. I think I'll leave
the bags in for another couple of weeks.

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Cheryl