June 15th, 2020 | 0 Comments
What I hear: rain tapping on metal roof next door. Mourning dove repeating its question ad infinitum: hoo-*hoo*-hoo. Cars sloshing past. Footsteps outside, made louder by the rain. A crow says “Ha! ha. ha.” Someone outside —an older gentleman, “Yeah, I know, that’s the way it goes, right, it’ll happen, anyway...okay, sounds good...” A car door slams. A wooden door shuts with a shushing. Silence for a while. The dove must have gotten its answer.