Blogue d'un québécois expatrié en Angleterre. Comme toute forme d'autobiographie est constituée d'une large part de fiction, j'ai décidé de nommer le blogue Vraie Fiction.
Saturday, 6 August 2011
Owls in the night
Yesterday the temperature had cooled down because of a good deal of rain. I spend a lot of the late evening reading. And I heard the cry of the owls. Not the sinister shriek they sometimes have, the soft one, it was actually very soothing. I blogged about owls before. I know we are still in August, but it suddenly felt like autumn. In Brittany, it can sometimes feel like autumn as early as in August. Owls, among other things and creatures of the night, have this effect on me. They are a fiting presence when you are in a spooky mood, like I was last night.