Dampened

[rejectomorph]

What we're getting is not so much rain as it is an intermittent mist, thick enough to fill the night air with the scents of damp wood and grass. All afternoon the gray sky roiled, but nothing fell. A helicopter made repeated visits somewhere by the canyon, and the repetitive thwack of its rotors muddled the songs the birds sang. It vanished with dusk, and I could listen to the frogs in peace.

Early this morning the black and white cat got onto the roof, and engaged in catish frolic as I was going to sleep. It's amazing how much racket a small kitty can make on a rooftop. And she has such a soft meow!

Time for the shower I missed last night, though it won't make up for the one the clouds are failing to deliver outside.

Comments

[daisydumont.livejournal.com]

she got up onto the roof? what a scamp. did she eat the ferals' food again too?

when a helicopter hovers in my neighborhood, it spooks me. i always wonder if an escaped con is peeking in my windows. not paranoid, me.

[rejectomorph]

My cats have all enjoyed going onto the roof. It's feline-accessible via the fence at the back and the fruitless mulberry tree at the front. Kitties like high places.