Sat outside with herself in the chilly gloaming yesterday and today. No evening chorus thanks to a gang of noisy rooks, further away today than yesterday. The odd owl.
But sweet little bats appeared - more yesterday than today but there were at least two today - circling the house and nearby trees. They come quite close, perhaps hoping to exploit midges attracted by our body heat. There's another, bigger sort that circle open spaces rather than staying low and close. Saw a couple of those yesterday but not today.
I like bats a lot. They used to squeak to me. Then they took to clicking in an offhand manner. Now they don't say a thing. But they still flutter by, endearingly close.
Don't remind me that one's senses decline with age. The bats have already told me so.
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Sweet litttle bats new
Sweet litttle bats new
