Yearly, it is a great privilege to have the opportunity to hear the most wonderful choir of songsters. The snow has only just melted, the leaves on trees are still tight little buttons of grey, and the grasses are a frost blighted dun, but the frogs, they have no time to waste, and in the least of wetlands, they sing in a frenzy of passion hoping to be the best, and luckiest, and the most prolific of breeders.
They sing in rhythm and harmony, not by accident, but to be heard. It’s impossible to stand out as individual within a wall of white noise, and so it is no coincidence that thousands of frogs make a song out of their collective desires, as each frog pauses and waits for their chance to shine, rhythm builds, and as each frog modulates their volume and tone to distinguish themselves from another, polyphony is achieved, a beautiful thing, that impresses more than just the intended hearer.
The photo was taken last night, at a nearby wetland; it was the 1st concert of 2013 that we, dog, husband and I, formally attended. By that I mean, we walked out to the wetland, and stood, very quietly, to listen and appreciate, well, at least the two-legged attendees. Dog made a variety of “I’m bored” gestures, chewing sticks, jumping up, rubbing in the dry rustling grasses, etc.. I’m sure she would have preferred squirrel watching.
Photo above is digitally tweaked (contrast & brightness, nothing fancy)
Below, is a postcard I made for a postcard exchange. The recipient has a preference for postcards that show places, so I decided to deliver exactly that.
7:30 PM April 22 2013 Windsor Lake Wetland Whitchurch-Stouffville Ontario Canada Planet Earth Milky Way Galaxy Universe
Spring Peeper, Leopard Frog, Wood Frog, Chorus Frog, sing in concert in celebration and creation of life.