Echo

[rejectomorph]

Night lets loose the stars, and there are few clouds to encumber them. April is gathering her skirts, preparing for departure. The sky is being freed, even as cloaks of new leaves, rustled by grass-scented breezes, have enfolded the town. What might prove to have been the last chilly day for months has ended, and by the time the waning moon rises tonight the air will be as cold as it's likely to get until fall arrives. It will soon be time to put away the heavy blankets for summer. I expect to hear crickets any night now. Not tonight, though. Tonight the wind will blow like winter's echo, and the pines will shiver. I intend to savor it as something to recall when the stars of July look like beads of sweat on the sultry brow of the sky.

Comments

[daisydumont.livejournal.com]

april, come she will, and then she leaves much too soon. may's all right, but it begins to get too hot for me already!

Aaaah April

[tpursch.livejournal.com]

Beautiful writing. Makes me want it to be April for the whole year. In Tucson the cricket have be busy for awhile and the lizards are scampering about looking for wee little bugs. Soon will have other denizens of the desert to keep us company in the night.

Teri

[rejectomorph]

With luck, the big heat won't arrive here for a few weeks yet. The mountains tend to stay cooler than the valley for quite some time each year, and the nights stay cool most of the summer.

Re: Aaaah April

[rejectomorph]

Aiiiee! Tarantulas!