March came in for me, not like a lion, nor a lamb, but exactly like a frog. Last night, as I left the house on an errand, the air was redolent with the scent of approaching Spring. The sound of a seasonal symphony trilled through the air; the singing of Peepers, or as they are technically called, Eastern Tree Frogs. I love the throbbing song they sing, or should I say peep, into the quiet of the evening.

I enjoy frogs. I usually have quite a few in residence in my garden pond. Unfortunately, my photographs aren’t portraits of tree frogs. Tree Frogs are very elusive and the only ones I have ever seen in my yard were living in my basement window well.

March coming in like a frog is a perfect start to Spring…at least in my estimation. What could be a better entry than a sweet frog in Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge – Things That are Wet?