Currently Playing: An awesome homebrew by Brad Nelson. Thank you, Brad, for sharing these beautiful sounds and words with me. I have been playing the cd continually for the last 90 minutes and I feel so very peaceful.

Have you ever been to a swampy park in the early spring and heard tree frogs singing? The spring peepers are starting to emerge around here and offer up their "come hither" music. When you find thousands gathered in one spot, as you do at Aman Park in the spring, their singing weaves itself together into one deafening tapestry--like a thousand jingle bells shaking their way into your skin cells. It's totally amazing when they're in full swing. I'll have to go there with some recording instruments and make a cd that I can play next winter. Incredible, the sounds you forget about during the snowy hibernation: peepers, red-wing blackbirds, crickets, robins, kids' shouts and laughter echoing off bare concrete.

Reading material: Just finishing No Horizon Is So Far: two women and their extraordinary journey across Antarctica by Liv Arnesen and Ann Bancroft.

On deck: The Gospel in Dostoyevsky by Dostoyevsky (edited by the Bruderhof), A Third Testament by Malcolm Muggeridge, and Dangerous Wonder: the adventure of childlike faith by Michael Yaconelli. If my pre-ordered library books do not arrive before I'm done with those three, then I shall fill in the gap with The Vagabond by one of my favorite authors: Colette.

John--I have offered up commentary on your treatise regarding the reason one should not consume aforementioned sprout. Check that comment section. Seasoning overcomes reasoning...

Wishing you a glimpse of beauty that fills you with awe and wonder...