*chirp*

[annkari]

I spent the evening on the balcony with my new spinning wheel, plying some merino singles I spun this week. I was enjoying the warm summer breeze, gazing at the sunset, when the gentle whirr-clack, whirr-clack of the wheel suddenly turned into a strange, high pitched sirring noise.

I stopped treadling to investigate further, but the noise didn't stop. That's when I realized the crickets hat started their evening concert. :)