Summer Harlem Nights

Sitting quietly in the garden as it cools from the heat of the day. Late summer dusk. The Cardinal family are flying their last rounds of their territory, their distinct tweep tweep as they call to each other, momentarily fades, then I can hear that they are on opposite roof tops a few doors down. A few last Bee’s are busy in the Nightshade and Rudbeckia. Will they spend the night? The darkening sky has a pink hue, the sunset over the Hudson must be spectacular. The Church band and choir are swinging at Practice. Another choir in a different church start playing as the closer one ends. Did they all just move down the block? A large blue black Dragonfly zips through the garden, he’s late,he usually arrives to dance through the water as I water the garden. A lone circada chirrups in the neighbors tree, another responds down in the large Oak. The sky is darker now; is that a Bat or two I see in the dim gloom? Distant Sirens squeal. A train whistle blows. A peaceful summers night in Harlem...