Sat out tonight.
Peepers' calls are very faint now, just a small band at a distance.
One lone cricket is continuing his solo in our backyard.
The cold wrapped itself around me and I worked at accepting it as it was, vaguely uncomfortable but so true to itself.
The stars held firmly their places in the sky, constant beings that they are.
A voice overhead said "bzip." A few minutes later, another "bzip" from another direction. Do bats call?
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