Screw the groundhog, it's national Spring Peeper Day

I heard spring peepers for the first time last night.  The funny thing is I didn’t even realize it for awhile.  You see I was taking the trash out and closing the chicken coop as I do every night, and remember subconsciously realizing it seemed a bit noisy for the evening.  It wasn’t until I had reached for the door to go inside I realized consciously that it was noisy!   The peepers in the pond across the street had cut loose for the first time.  It seemed very odd yet very familiar. 

It’s much like the sunrise, you can count on it happening regularly yet it’s always a bit different depending on conditions. For me, the sound of the peepers is a sure sign winter is behind us.  In fact yesterday was very warm and pleasant and brought back the feeling of spring, so I shouldn’t have been surprised to hear the spring peepers.

Our society has this clever little day called “Groundhog” day, when we are to determine is winter is over according to whether the groundhog sees his shadow.  Nothing against the groundhog mind you, it’s just…., well he’s a weatherman and like all weatherman, he’s not completely reliable.  So I am suggesting we get rid of Groundhog day in favor of Spring Peeper day.  As soon as someone hears the first massive peeper explosion, they text/tweet/tell everyone and the holiday is spontaneously announced everywhere and celebrated as the end of winter.  The Peepers have never been wrong….