Leechpool

This looks a lot darker than reality
It's dusk here in Leechpool
and this is looking East
away from the setting sun behind me
My camera can't do the contrast
It's about 8 o'clock in the evening
the three-quarter moon is rising
and I am yet again amazed at the silence
Why has it taken me all this time
to realise that once all the courtship
nest-building
fluttering-body-fluid-energy
and territorial nonsense
has been done
then you can save your breath
there's just no need anymore to
sqwark, chatter, titter, twitter, twit tawoo, whistle, toot, warble, yodel,
sing-a-song of sixpence, and sing and sing and sing
because you've done it
for this year.
It's over
So
Just silence
but for the sweet breathy roars of  jet engines overhead
bringing daughters in from Geneva
and elsewhere
and maybe granddaughters too
who knows?

The swallows and house-martins are darting and swooping
taking the last of this summers insects.
the locals are making the most of the bird-feeders.
This Saturday it's September
Can you believe it???
Where did this summer go?????