Enjoying The Springtime Sounds Of Peepers
I always thought it was a colloquialism. Once I head the term at all. Or does it truly resonate all the way back to my childhood? I don’t remember any amphibians in North Platte — just sand in that part of Nebraska. I fear California was too densely populated to encourage much of anything in the way of wildlife. But in springtime here they resound happily. Peepers of course. The official name is Pseudacris crucifer, meaning cross-bearer, named for the dark cross which roughly forms an X on its back. I suspect most, if not all of us, welcome that happy chirp as the true door ...