The evening shades have descended and a peaceful darkness is upon the land. Clear star filled skies and a new moon on the rise.
The frogs and crickets are in fine fiddle, their night music in tune, romancing the air with their hypnotic rhythmic tempo. The garden fountain is playing along, water sounds join the musical chorus as does the light fresh westerly breeze rustling the leaves of my two garden birch trees. Truly a musical symphony to my old man ears. Another tranquil night interlude heard and enjoyed. Add a purring cat on my lap, I am content.
No need to travel into the busy city to attend a concert or Symphony, find parking, fight the crowds of people, pay $40 a ticket to sit in a hard theater seat, with strangers I do not know all around me, and a woman in front of me with her hair piled high blocking my view. Drive over an hour in and hour plus back, when I can sit on my Porch, not even leave home and enjoy Nature's own wonderful concert for free. Only a fool or much younger person would do otherwise. Having done all that in my youth, now I don't need or have to.