The Singing Again

The frog chorus has begun and soon the pond will be full of the jellies of frog eggs waiting to hatch. The silent pond is singing again. I can even hear their voices through our double paned windows.
Yesterday and today we also cast our fish lines into the water, hoping to lure a trout out of its hiding beneath the rocks and tree branches which many a storm have fallen to the bottom. I caught two branches, and I saw a salamander and the bubbles of something breathing, but no fish.
The weather has been less extreme the last few days.