Path: csiph.com!aioe.org!9dYadZ3yg7+EEuom1z2jfQ.user.gioia.aioe.org.POSTED!not-for-mail From: umar <866013149e@python.interpring.com> Newsgroups: alt.polyamory Subject: Remembering Monday on a gloomy Wednesday Date: Wed, 5 May 2021 21:31:52 +0000 (UTC) Organization: Aioe.org NNTP Server Lines: 18 Message-ID: NNTP-Posting-Host: 9dYadZ3yg7+EEuom1z2jfQ.user.gioia.aioe.org X-Complaints-To: abuse@aioe.org User-Agent: slrn/1.0.3 (Linux) X-Notice: Filtered by postfilter v. 0.9.2 Xref: csiph.com alt.polyamory:32453 After having got all my work tasks done by 2 pm Monday, i decided to go for a walk. I went down to a nearby pond, following a trail along an old aqueduct and then along a brook to the pond. I heard toads singing! If you've never heard the song of the American toad, it is a long musical trill lasting up to 30 seconds. Before the first toad finishes, another will come in on a slightly different note. It is one of the more enjoyable sounds of spring in New England. When I reached the pond, my phone rang and I sat down on a bench next to a family of Canada geese, who were pecking away at the grass and looking nervously at passing dogs. I hadn't realized goslings had begun hatching. The logs in the pond were crowded with painted turtles basking in the sun. umar