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Oak Kitten
03-05-2008, 06:52 PM
I heard the spring peepers for the first time when I went out to my car this morning - a sure sign of spring. My daffodils are growing, too. Spring is on the way, Yay!

http://www.michigan.gov/images/spring_peeper_102912_7.jpg

Oak

Mary6906
03-05-2008, 07:06 PM
Yeah, don't you love the sound of peepers.... I find them soothing in a way.... you know Spring is coming... unfortunately, here in CT, I haven't heard them yet. But there is a small pond I drive by every day, and I'll be listening for them!!

Amy in Vermont
03-05-2008, 07:49 PM
We don't hear peepers here until June, but the robins have arrived, the Cardinals are courting and the skunks are on the road....

Bat
03-05-2008, 10:53 PM
The Grackles have come back to Blue Ash. Isn't that a song?
Or am I thinking of "When the Buzzards come back to Hinckley, Ohio"?


"Somehow the lyricists of Tin Pan Alley never cranked out "When the buzzards come back to Hinckley, Ohio," to commemorate the Capistrano-like return of some 75 giant winged turkey vultures to town every March 15 for more than 150 years. The birds light in trees by the cliffs and caverns of Whipp's Ledge, and the townspeople celebrate with a "buzzard breakfast" the first Sunday after March 15. Hinckley is three miles east of I-71 exit 226 on route 303."

Lyrics were by Mel Levin, who wrote the Cruella de Vil song for 101 Dalmatians.

http://www.frommers.com/articles/533.html

ponytail
03-05-2008, 11:44 PM
Dave and I are driving by the clover leaf where all the ground hogs hang out, but we haven't seen any yet. Here's hoping!:)

Elliott
03-06-2008, 12:24 AM
When I was three years old, my family built and moved into the house in which I lived until I left for college. That is the place I think of when I talk about home. My mother planted 1,500 daffodil bulbs across the front of our property, and forty three years later they and their babies still bloom every year. People used to stop by the road and pick them, I guess thinking they were wild flowers. They gave my mother so much joy, and I try to make a trip by the old place every year about this time and look at her flowers. It makes me happy.