It was a roller
coaster of a long holiday weekend. On Thanksgiving day with temperatures in the
upper 50s to near 60, I spotted about six Harbor Seals in Sandy Hook Bay. Then
on Saturday, with temperatures rising into the upper 60s to near 70 degrees, I
heard a few Spring Peepers shouting out a mating call on Staten Island. It may
be November, but it sure felt like spring.
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| A Northern Spring Peeper seen recently at Blue Heron State Park in Staten Island, NY |
For much of Saturday,
southerly winds were pumping up a mild air mass northward helping to raise
daytime highs to the mid 60s as far north as southern New England. Around Lower
New York Bay, the high temperature climbed all the way up to a balmy 67
degrees.
This soft
weather had Cabbage Whites and Sulphurs still active and dozens of Robins singing.
Yet, the biggest surprise for me was hearing
a few Spring Peepers calling.
In late
afternoon, nearing sunset from the wetlands at Blue Heron State Park in Staten
Island, New York, I heard the unmistakable high pitched whistle of these little
amphibians. It was loud and piercing, and usually given about once per second.
The feeling
of spring was so strong that the weather actually fooled a few Spring Peepers
to wake up out of hibernation beneath loose bark or logs and to start calling. Spring
Peepers are small frogs that are less than 1 ¼ inches long, but with big
voices. Normally, when spring arrives in the Northeast, generally around March,
Spring Peepers are one of the first frog species to start calling for a mate.
One peeper alone sounds like a high-pitched whistle. When many peepers are
calling together the sound can be boisterous.
On this late
November day, however, the Spring Peepers were not that shrill. Yet, they could
be heard in surprising numbers. Five or six as I strolled around the
woods, but calling as individuals.
Ordinarily, the
loud, peeping call of Spring Peepers means winter is finally coming to an
end. Except that winter didn't even arrive yet. Thanksgiving was just two days
ago!
These little eager
frogs, might have been sluggish, but they were certainly taking full advantage of perhaps the
last warm spell this season will probably offer. No doubt in a few weeks there will be ice forming
on the water of the wetlands where Spring Peepers were calling. To be sure these
warm events don't last for long. Cooler weather will return soon and these ready
and willing Spring Peepers can go back to sleep.




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