2021/8/24 #poetry A quiet flutter of leaves as the breeze rolled through. The sound would start gently and fade out again slowly after a half a minute or so. There would be lots of silence in between. Perhaps you've heard about the landscape shimmering as the heat rises off on a still day? Well that's because it does. It adds a sense of unreality to everything. Makes it hard to think about doing anything other than just staring out over it. You'd break the stillness, it would be out of place.