One of the highlights of my spring every year are the sound of the Spring Peepers.  These smallish tree dwelling amphibians almost always among the first of our tree frogs to announce the true arrival of spring with their long, high pitched undulating Peeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep-peeeep songs.  Peeeeeeeeeeeeee-Peeeeep, Peeeeeeeeeeeeeee-Peeeeep, Peeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee-peeeep, the song echos eerily form the damp wooded draws and spring seeps among the valley hiils. 

But this year I heard a new herald!  A spring tweeter so to speak.  This tree frog was sitting somewhere in the doublefile virburnum, and just before the arrival of our first spring thrunderstorm, was singing his heart out.  Tweeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeet, Tweeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeet, Twwwweeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeet and on and on. 

Ann and I were sitting in the kitchen.  We had the windows open since it had been a warm day for a change, and the dusk had been gathering for a spell..... almost dark.... and we could see the reflections of the lightning flashes to west on the clouds.  Ever since I put those big picture style windows in the kitchen, we have enjoyed sitting and watching the storms come and go.  And this little, guy, where ever and who ever he may be, was giving it his awe and filling the dining nook of the kitchen with his music. Twwweeeeeeeeeeeeeet, Tweeeeeeeeeett, Twwwweeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeett.

We've heard these guys before, but usually later in the spring, and never ever before the peepers.  For some reason this guy was early this year.  I think we've had a pretty normal spring, so I can't fathom why.  I hope he had a potential mate out there to impress.

And I hope he's not a false portent of the arrival of our spring .