I went up to the apartment's roof garden at 6.30 this evening as the sun was setting. I noticed that all the birds, whether in groups including that technical wonder the V formation, pairs or oh so rarely, singles, were all flying towards the disappearing sun.
Note for self....sun sinking after a very hot day calls for a G&T or a glass of wine on the roof to celebrate the cooling day, the sounds of the night birds and of course the cicadas. What a joy to hear them again.
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you know you didn't have to go as far away as india to hear cicadas, right? the eurostar would take you to them just as well.. but i suppose it takes a roof terrace in mysore to justify the daily G&T..
ReplyDeleteenjoy your travels, keep the posts coming!
cicadas,... ah, that African night, all those years ago, the recording device, the blackness, the Ugandan symphony... remember? xxx
ReplyDeleteAh yes, I remember it well....xx
ReplyDeleteI so hope where you are at peace in the mountains is worth the hasstle of getting there - how are you getting back or might you stay for fear of the journey. I can't say you are selling travelling in India to me but it is good to read your accounts which are so descriptive from the safety of my little 'dolls house'! xx
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