The road was a dead end into the heart of the country. Where the woodland broke into a field, the sun poured down like honey from the vivid blue sky. Usually this was a quiet spot, but today--the first really warm day of spring-was a little different. The warm sun had melted
the snows to create temporary pools of water, and in those pools thousands of frogs were hatching. They made a joyful symphony, higher
pitched than the calls of birds but more tuneful than any insect's. It would last for only a day or two, and then it would be over.
Which aspect of the setting is most important to the description in this passage?