The Announcing of Spring

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Early last week, I began to hear the sweet sound of the little peepers. Six years ago, I would have never known that’s what those cute little guys were called, let alone the fact they were responsible for that odd but comforting chirp. For those of you who do not know, spring peepers are tiny chorus frogs that announce spring.

I absolutely love being a part of the Chert Glades Master Naturalist, Ozark Gateway Audubon Society Chapter, and being the Executive Director of Wildcat Glades Friends Group. I have learned so many interesting facts and met many amazing people. Unfortunately, I held back from taking part in groups like these for years because I did not have the background or the education one “should” have to be interested in nature. At least, that’s what I thought.

I was wrong. I hid my curiosity, which kept me from experiencing a deep joy. When I started working for National Audubon as a grant writer, I met many kind souls who helped me '“dip my toe into the water.” I will never forget carrying around my favorite coffee cup adorned with small birds. I was bragging about my cup with its beautiful robins to the volunteer in the Heron’s Nest Store. Vicki Cassady so kindly and quietly said, “Oh, those are pretty bluebirds.”

I giggled all the way back to my office. Ask me to identify a Robin from a Bluebird now- I dare you. On another morning at the Center, I was greeted with a flurry of excitement from my office mates, Kevin & Jeff. They were scurrying to the back of the building with their binoculars. I had to follow to discover the excitement. As I rounded the corner, I saw Becky Wylie and Chris Pistole. They reminded me of kids waiting to see Santa. Jeff waved me closer. He physically moved me into a place where I could see what all the fuss was about…. An American Bittern.

I will not forget the excitement surrounding the discovery.

On another occasion, Amera, Lauren & I were looking for Monarch caterpillars' traces on the Milkweed. I cannot remember exactly how it happened, but let's just say Amera threw caterpillar poop (frass) on Lauren. We laughed and laughed. Shortly after discovering the frass and the tossing of said frass, we saw several yellow, white, and black caterpillars. Another great memory etched in my brain. I could continue story after story about the discoveries presented by these talented, caring, brilliant naturalists. They have gently led me into a new world.

My point to this rambling is that I believe I have found my people. I have seen others who enjoy learning about our world that surrounds us. It is beautiful. I have learned from my dear friends that it’s ok to be nerdy about these things. I have found my tribe. I hope you can find yours as well.

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Robin certified through the Missouri Master Naturalist Core Training in 2018 and continues to be an active member with the Chert Glades Chapter. Spring Peeper photo courteous of MDC.

Posted on March 22, 2021 .