It begins with a tentative peep, followed by a bolder croak. Slowly, inspired by their intrepid leader the others join in, waking from their icy stupor. And so begins the spring chorus, a sure tell sign that old man winter is making way for the ever so lovely spring. Just as the frogs rise from the dead, we too emerge from the chill to delight in the sun. Should you need any motivation, a sip of this bright, hop forward beer that’s brewed like a lager but hopped like an IPA, is sure to put a spring in your step.