A creaking chicken house door sounds. A couple of guineas murmur in the night. Children breathe quietly. So do dogs.
Monday, April 25, 2011
PS I had to sit out on the deck for a few minutes by myself tonight. The air feels like velvet. How many different varieties of frogs are singing their songs, accompanied by gurgling stream? Moon is dark, at least for the moment. Stars are bright, as they intermittently peak out shyly behind veils of cloud.