yesterday was the last day I heard them

the chirp and song of not-yet-dawn bugs

the crickets and the grasshoppers

praying mantis flies and moths

none of them beat my screen to reach my morning light

nor sang through the open window as I poured my first cup of coffee

today they are gone

it makes me melancholy just a bit

no, that’s not fully true

it makes me excited.

they have turned themselves into the new season

willingly let go of the long wonderful summer and look forward to the next that brings rest and regeneration and new seeding for new growth

I am excited that they no longer sing as I pour my first cup of coffee through the closed too-cold this morning morning

they will be back.

and in the meantime, there is much to be done.