A stroll around the St. Nazaire Church
It's so quiet that you can simply choose what you want to listen to. Occasionally, crickets sing with an impressive range. Party music echoes in the nearby village, fragments of announcements above the horizon.
A nearby house displays lights, conversations, and passing car break the tranquility. A small deer darts away, beavers absent due to drought. Rare owls, pigeons on the wire without food.
Curious about the farm behind the trees. Summer is ending, September approaches, warmth gives way to cold. Tomorrow, 36 degrees, the sound of an approaching motor in the distance.
