Nature weaves tales-5
Shh! There's an eerie stillness. My eyes try to pierce the dark blanket spread outside . The wind has disappeared. The stars are missing. I am reminded of a book that I had read. My eyes close and the first rays of the sun has me stepping outside. When I begin to think I know every nook and cranny in my small patch of green, a nocturnal scaly visitor, slithering by noiselessly, has left behind something, very different from the bright leaves and sparkly flowers, the soft buds and juicy fruits, something to remember, a piece of skin, giving everyone goosebumps and an endless list of... how, when, why?
