Back on stage

They could have been there before that —I do not think so—, but it was not until last Monday or Tuesday, when I walked by on my way back home, that I could hear again the strong croaking of frogs around the flower market located near my apartment. Maybe it is because of Spring that they feel like doing it again, but it took them a long time to do it; it had been months since the last time I heard them. One day or two before that, I could also see one of the very small but very noisy frogs that are in campus —they are reckless, because I was this close to stepping on it— but I only began hearing them again these last few days.