Saturday, 11 August 2012
Once again the overnight rain left the dawn-time cool (relatively speaking) and very humid. Along one block I smelled both camellias and lavender. Mmm.
In the Saturday-morn quiet I heard more “native” sounds. However, I heard nothing from the house-yard where I often discern chicken-clucking. In front of another house where I’ve never noted them previously, just barely, I did hear them.