Friday, September 16

Creaky Crickets

I still really don't have anything to say!  It's such a strange sort of sensation for me.  I mean, I do have lots rushing round in my head, but nothing blog-friendly.  Ah.  So instead, I thought I would just mention a little something I thought of while I was laying on my back on the grass in the gathering dusk. 

It was warm although I was wearing my jumper with the hood up over my ears, and the late afternoon cold grass was refreshingly chilled.  I was just staring out into the cloudless, blue sky, thinking to myself, when I noticed the insect noises.  It wasn't a cricket, despite the title I decided to give this post.  I'm not quite sure what it was, but there were two, one on either side of my head, having a casual conversation. 

The little noise they made is best described as being like the soft, high creak of a door or a step at midnight, and it was just so sweet and unassuming that it made me smile.

That's really all I can think of to say, but it was a nice little smile for my day. 


  1. I like your blogposts even when you say they're not 'blogworthy' evokes a really cute sensation of a lazy winter afternoon, spent nicely. They're not like an individually strong memory, afternoons like that, but they build up into this sort of fuzzy contented feeling that makes you nostalgic one day.

  2. Yes, I think you're right. And that's a very lovely way of putting it. Do you get that sometimes?


Please leave a comment to respond to my post or start a new conversation about whatever it is that you're passionate about.

If you don't have a Blogger or Google account, you can always leave an anonymous comment. Thankyou for taking the time!