Now, as the earth begins to warm, an odd music tumbles from the forest.

Listen…along the banks of ponds and creeks, under wet leafmold, you can hear them; the frog chorus:

“Six weeks, six weeks,” they sing.

In six weeks the Salmon will run back to the Pacific.

So says the Salish story, and so it is year after year.

In this interconnected world where all things taste each other, we do not need calendars, we need only to listen. It is the Frog Singing Season