Tuesday, 1 April 2008

Up the road, evening (after the change of hour).

Late light evenings, after-dinner walks, compensate for pre-dawn starts again. The air is cooling, thickened with birdsong; we sniff and look at and listen to the world around us contentedly.


Plutarch said...

I like the idea of the air thickening with bird song.

SpiralSkies said...

Yep. 'Thickened with birdsong' made me sigh... delicious description.