Wait 'til the frog croaks thrice.

There's an experiment on frog spawn taking place here

I had a child in tears this morning when he heard that there was snow in the forecast. He is SO ready for warm weather. Aren't we all?

While I was walking the dog this morning, a neighbour pulled over to say hello and this is what she told me about spring: "They say wait until the frogs croak three times." I looked at her, I'm sure, like she'd grown a second head. "They sing, then they stop, sing then stop and the third time you hear them singing, then it's spring," she explained. Apparently we're only on song #2.

I'll explain this to the young plants in the greenhouse tonight when I drape them in some old blankets I keep for days like today. I'll explain the same to the weepy boy, too.

Do you have any adages to share about spring? Please share them, if you do!