Last night we were enjoying time out on the terrace.
That just does not get old.
Dinner. Family. Outside. Can’t beat it!
The kiddos were keeping us entertained with charades and spontaneous dancing. (they made me promise not to show the video) 😉
As we were wrapping things up we heard it.
That distinctive noise.
A noise that makes you take a mental check of the calendar.
The sound of a single rainbird.
It started off quietly but is a fore-gleam of what is to come. The rainbirds start to “sing” six weeks before the rains start. (The first time I heard it, I thought it was a broken smoke detector)
Pretty soon it will be a constant sound throughout the day. It crescendos in the moments before dusk. The sound of a single rainbird will soon turn into an orchestra that comes along with warmer days as nature lets us all know that soon the rain will come to feed the mountain and lake.