April is National Frog Month here in the U.S. and since I STILL can’t really get into the gardens as much as I want (rain, hail, thunderstorms, high winds, flooded beds, more rain, and now freezing temps in the forecast again followed by…yep, more rain if not snow!) I’ve been “springing” up the house. First was the high kitchen shelf, which now has a pair of frogs, some small topiary (fake) boxwoods, a big yellow pitcher filled with daffodils (not shown) and some spring-like flowers. Next, this antique frog pitcher now takes place of honor in the center of the kitchen table. He’s really much cuter then he looks in this photo. I love his tiny feet. A relative now sits on the fireplace mantel in the living room along with more topiaries. A spring wreath was added in the hallway, and bouquets of daffodils (yes, I finally have a few to pick, to add to my fake collection. I only pick those that are bent over from the storms…but that has been the majority of those brave enough to open.)
The songs of the tree frogs are one of the most welcome signs of spring here in central Indiana. My long-time friend in the southern end of the state always phoned me as soon as she heard them, to assure me that spring would reach me eventually here further north. I always make a note in my garden journal when I first hear them each Spring. This year they sang early for one evening, and then buried themselves in the mud as temperatures dropped. Since then it’s been an on again, off again performance and I’m sure they are getting as frustrated as we gardeners, although they probably don’t really mind the rain as much as we.
But, April is a wonderful time to celebrate the frogs. And since we can’t garden, we might as well bake some frog cupcakes and make some frog canapes and make a frog salad like this one:
If this fellow doesn’t make you smile, you need to seek help. So, now you know that April showers bring not only May flowers, but also the songs of frogs. And for that we are thankful.