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.
I like your blogposts even when you say they're not 'blogworthy'..it 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.
ReplyDeleteYes, I think you're right. And that's a very lovely way of putting it. Do you get that sometimes?
ReplyDeleteOh yes! :)
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