Max Was Right

Shame on me for doubting (just a little) my son Max when he told me he heard treefrogs last weekend. I was chastised by a commenter who advised me never to doubt my son. And last night Jerry asked me to come to the back yard with him; after whining and putting on shoes, I stepped outside and stopped--I heard the peepers too. Strolling to the back yard, I could hear them more clearly from across the road. So it's official: Spring is almost here, despite forecasts for snowy rain this weekend. I'm ready.