"Close," I answered. I recognized him. "You're the fellow I met last year who was wearing the Boy Scout shirt!"
"Still am," he said, and showed me the neckline under his jacket. "I haven't seen any dragonflies," he added, "but the toads are out!"
With that, he took off in one direction and I in another.
Think of toads and peepers like the same but different tones heard in this Mongolian overtone singer's voice.
The Odonates have not yet appeared, but I am heartened by the musical amphibians and the smiling gentleman in Boy Scout shirt. As he said, "Winter's blowing into spring right now!"