April 1st, 2018

caillebotte_man at his window


Money spent and food acquired, I can settle in for the chilly week upcoming. Today was probably the last day I'll be able to have open windows for a while. Tomorrow will be considerably cooler than today, and on Thursday the next rainstorm is to arrive. If its promise is fulfilled we could get upwards of two inches of rain over three days, which will be very good for the plants. They are starting to look a bit dry already, and I'll probably have to water the yard at least once before the storm gets here.

At dusk I thought I heard a cricket chirping nearby, but as the chirps fell silent when the night deepened I guess it was just a very small bird. A cricket bird. Nature playing an April Fool prank on me. But the frog chorus is croaking away tonight, so I had something to listen to in the darkness before moonrise. It isn't too cold out yet— just chilly enough to demand a hoodie— so I was able to spend quite a while outside enjoying the concert. It's likely to be at least ten days before we get another evening as mild, and I wanted to soak it up.

There are still some waterfowl flying north. I heard a couple of flocks of geese not long after nightfall, and more recently some birds whose calls I can't identify over toward the river. So far I haven't heard any trumpeter swans, my favorite waterfowl to listen too. I never get to listen for long, of course, as they are swift fliers eager to get where they are going. I can barely remember what that was like anymore.

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