Drizzle misted the air as I supped tea and the dogs fed under the shelter of the verenda. Dull but not lifeless, the birds still sung, the frogs were calling and Pepe poodled past on his moped.
A brief respite from the rain as I listened to quiet, melancholy music. It darkened again. The clouds crawled up the hillside covering all, smothering the last light in the sky.
|Before the light was snuffed out.|
Very melancholy music, it's so calm...shhhh