Showing posts with label spring peepers. Show all posts
Showing posts with label spring peepers. Show all posts

Friday, April 29, 2011

VIDEO: Peepers Can Make You Go Deaf

Last night, we tried to capture the painful volume of the peepers in this video. It doesn't work. If you turn your volume up all the way you will begin to understand how the peeps, which I actually love and look forward to each spring, hurt your head. In real life, the sound begins to echo inside your skull. In real life, you cannot talk on the phone or to each other if you are inside the house and the windows are open. Outside, you cannot talk at all. The sound is huge. There is reverberation. It is as if the air itself is a tangible sound wave that you can feel on your skin. You have to come here and experience it in order to understand it.

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Sunday, May 30, 2010

A New Septic System, Part 1

Let’s take a step back in time to May 7, two weeks before the wedding. I had been told, and Amy had been told, that our septic system was fine. It was just wet because the land was wet. It has always been wet, we were told. Well, John took one look at the leach field and said, nope. . . the septic system has failed and has to be replaced. And he set about doing just that. In the photo above, you see John digging holes in the front yard for the septic design engineer for soil samples that the state requires.

The soil tests were done while Route 16 was being paved. Above, the flagman waved traffic through. One day, while getting the mail from the mailbox across the road, a driver nearly killed the flagman because he was speeding and didn’t stop until it was nearly too late. There usually isn’t this much traffic on the road here, but it had backed up after a long wait for the flag to change from Stop to Slow.

Above, one of four trenches dug for soil samples.

They found a drain pipe in one of the test holes. We found that this pipe comes all the way from a downspout on the house. The pipe ends at the catch basin way down at the bottom of the yard near the road. We have no idea why previous owners did this.

On the left is the metal of the catch basin that the town installed a long time ago. On the right, barely visible, is the end of the drain pipe from the previous photograph that drains a downspout on the house.

A few days after the holes were dug, this spring peeper (Pseudacris crucifer) (a chorus frog) was found at the bottom of the hole. It managed to crawl up the side of the hole and free itself. Peepers here make so much noise that you can’t talk on the phone without closing windows and going to an interior room!

The septic engineer has returned and surveyed the land for the state requirements. He has designed the new septic system and will submit his plans to the state. I hope the process is short! Part 2 of this series will return when there is something new to show.

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Saturday, April 17, 2010

Peeper Eggs (The Next to Last Photo)

These are the eggs of a spring peeper frog (Pseudacris crucifer) in New Hampshire in our former home. John sold his properties in New Hampshire and for the past two weeks we have been moving back to the Northeast Kingdom in Vermont. We have gone full circle now by returning to the place that I love. This was the next to the last photo that I took in New Hampshire at our former home (the last photos can be seen here on my other blog).

It's exciting to be back and my old friends are very happy for us and are welcoming us every day. John has been busy beginning renovations to the barn, house and land. I have never seen any person work as hard as he does. He's discovered things about this 100+ year old farm house that I never knew. Besides unpacking and organizing us, I have been to a movie at the library, with Amy, and I made the brownies. I was given a special spot in the book discussion group that is overly full. I have been asked to return to the Shakespeare Reading Group. The people at the stores are all smiles and say they are glad we have returned. My hair stylist had gotten me up to date on all the local news. There is no place like the Kingdom!

The peeper eggs have special meaning for us. The beaver bog across the road has so many peepers that you can't talk on the phone with the windows open. Well, you can't have the windows open this week because, despite it being mid-April, it has been snowing every day (gotta love this Vermont weather!). At the end of every winter here I wait and wait for the peepers to sing me to sleep. And now I can share all of the riches of nature here — and the peepers! — with John. We sit together at our computers on the sun porch every morning and watch the beavers, loons, geese and ducks. The otters were here yesterday and a moose strolled by two mornings ago.

We both miss central New Hampshire. It was an exciting experience for me. There were stores, great bike paths, all the roads were paved, and the church and it's members became very important to me. Zorro will miss the chipmunks, which we don't have here. But there was poison ivy (which we also don't have) and congestion in central New Hampshire. New Hampshire is very developed and urban. I'm afraid I prefer to be in this remote area.

Stay tuned for my new adventures in my new life in the Kingdom. There are many changes that will be coming!

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