Good Morning Our Patient Friends, After almost a year of hibernation in our grief, we hear the call again. Just a chirp and a gurgle at first, but soon the chorus of peepers begins, echoing through the meadows and woodlands of Singing Bridge. Mom, after many quiet moments of sitting out on the meadow bench, said: “did you hear that?” At first, it was just a solo “kwerk” and then, as if eggs were hatching, another almost duck-like “kwweeeerk,” and then a gurgle, and by Monday afternoon, the chorus of peepers had begun.
For those living in SB, we may go Bogging this afternoon listening for Peeper pockets and soaking in the serenade of Spring. And please note the word "bog" means "god" in Russian. It's a sign of riches, abundance, and good fortune. So let's all slow down, listen to the peepers, and feel their abundant love for life on Earth. Even when we stumble and fall, the resilient life and love force pulls us back into flow.
Yes! Happy spring!! And yes here’s to the peepers and the early song birds! Wild how a simple gentle sound can have so much power to soften the heart and mind with the warmth of hope and promise …
For those living in SB, we may go Bogging this afternoon listening for Peeper pockets and soaking in the serenade of Spring. And please note the word "bog" means "god" in Russian. It's a sign of riches, abundance, and good fortune. So let's all slow down, listen to the peepers, and feel their abundant love for life on Earth. Even when we stumble and fall, the resilient life and love force pulls us back into flow.
C! Let the froggies Blog with their own wonderful songs! Mummy C
Yes! Happy spring!! And yes here’s to the peepers and the early song birds! Wild how a simple gentle sound can have so much power to soften the heart and mind with the warmth of hope and promise …
Welcome back! Singing Bridge is as restorative as the peepers.