The Call of a Thousand Frogs

As evening fell so did the rain, heavy pouring rain, and then the sound of a thousand frogs, each rejoicing in the rain for with it brings a new cycle of life.  Thunder in the distance, a thrumming sound, heaviness of the air, the richness of the smell, as the rain falls the frogs know it brings life.  As I sit on the back porch, I listen to them, the call of a thousand frogs rejoicing, calling for the rain, calling for a mate.  An ancient call, a call deeply rooted.

Larry Mixson, 06-19-2019