Night falls each day at our lake in Upstate, New York around 8:30 pm. Human noises are extinguished as darkness settles over the region. Silence has its own moment in time each evening, sometimes lasting but a few brief minutes and sometimes lasting an hour or two…but…it is always broken by the “Keepers” of the marshes. One voice bellows, a second joins in while the chorus grows to that of hundreds. They are loud but soothing for their noise lulls even the children to sleep.