rejectomorph (flying_blind) wrote,
rejectomorph
flying_blind

Quiet

Just watching the evening cloud up and the green deepen, and listening to the cricket who has taken up residence under the wild plum bush directly outside my south window. It's difficult to track down a cricket, as their chirps echo, making it sound as though they were everywhere. I only spotted this one because it made a leap when I happened to be standing nearby. I think it likes me.

A while ago I took a look at the back yard of the vacant house next door. The grass there which was so green a couple of days ago is already turning brown due to lack of either irrigation or the usual spring rain. When untended grass begins to turn brown in early May, it is a sign of a dangerous fire season ahead. Now I will worry.

The scent of jasmine grows stronger each night. Having it bloom so early in the season is a bit disorienting. The fragrance is there when I wake from a nap, and for a moment I think I've slept until June. But in June there will be cherries, should nothing untoward befall the crop. The air already smelling of June makes me desire them, and all the other summer fruits. I will content myself with juice.

Small puffs of light are drifting across my view as the last sunrays ride the clouds toward advancing night. I will go out and watch them fade.
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