Beth and I just drove a mile west to a carpark on the edge of the Wet Prairie, to listen to the frogs singing.
Every evening at dusk they start up, and we can hear them from the just outside the door to the apartment, but we wanted to get closer and hear them properly. It's now 9:45pm so they've been going for hours with no signs of stopping.
It's fun for us, and we hope to still hear them in the new house, asd there's a creek running right across the end of the garden. Maybe the locals are fed up with the noise, or maybe it just forms a susurrus, but I don't think we'll ever tire of feeling closer to nature.
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