crickets

Yesterday Dave Chambers brought the tractor and the brush hog over per usual. What was not usual was that he gave me a lesson on how to use it, and I mowed a couple of fields myself. I had told them that with my retirement, I have time for that now. It was very satisfying, like stacking wood for winter. Sitting on top of the tractor offered opportunities to observe the world around me. Dragonflies gathering in the fields. They look like a squadron of WWII bombers. Sound of crickets and grasshoppers in the evening.

From the bough floating down the river, insect song.
Issa