Cicadas get up early. Around the time of dawn, they start singing in the early morning silence. The same phrases are repeated and overlapped. I hear their chorus, which is like a melody of Bach's canon, in my bed.
The scorching sunlight has been coming since morning. The temperature will go up to around 35 degrees Celsius in the afternoon.
In the summer, we say cold winter days are better than boiling hot days. However, in the midwinter, we say hod summer days are better than chilly days.
Everything is sleeping yet. What tells me the coming of morning first is the deep blue sky. Though I am walking in my town, I feel as if I am on an unfamiliar street.
This time last year, I took photos of hydrangea. They have started to bloom in the nearby park again. No one welcomes this gloomy season, but there are some things waiting the rainy days.
Walking around slowly, we can find something interesting, funny, strange or fascinating in our everyday lives. This blog shows such things with pictures.