It is time for frogs and the woods to re-awaken. I heard some frog-like chirping while walking by the bog. When I approached too close, they all went quiet. But, I saw one looking at me (see him/her? at just left of center).

A look at the beaver’s house after a not-so-bad winter. There is freshly stripped wood scattered around and on top of the den.

At the far bog, more work product of the beavers is on display.

While we lack snow cover, the recent freeze solidifies the creek in the upper bog. A remnant of the previous beaver colony is a chewed off stump.

During the recent freeze, we caught the bright blue sky reflected intricately among the bog creek’s ice.