Peepers and a low moon

I got home from work at midnight. I could hear the peepers were loudly trilling from the bottom of the yard.
I decided to sneak down with a flashlight and get a video with sound.
I heard 1 bigger frog call, too.
It was warm and clear and deliciously spring.

I was feeling serene and pleased with myself when I got back to the door.
Rob was 3/4 asleep standing puzzled in his underwear, "Where the hell were you?"
Then I heard Lily's footsteps upstairs.
So much for being sneaky.