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My heart thrilled at the duck-like quacking emanating from the direction of the farm-pond. Throwing open my bedroom window in spite of the 40-something nighttime temperatures, I sat perched on my bed listening in awe to the wood frogs. With rain in the forecast for later in the week, I knew I’d soon hear the voices of Spring peepers, followed by the Leo…
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