Every year in late March I would hear spring peepers. They are tiny frogs that begin their mating calls soon after the ice melts on the pond, and I have heard them call on nights when we had frost. The frogs sing in a high pitched chorus, and they are a harbinger of spring.
Except this year. I didn’t hear them call. I know there is a world-wide decline in amphibians, but the silence from the pond really brings it home.
Tomorrow I’m working a table for the Carbon County Democrats for Change at the Earth Day celebration in Jim Thorpe. I really don’t think we should celebrate Earth Day. I think we should mourn.