It's a full moon night and the air is pleasant. It's a beautiful night after so many muggy days and nights and then two evenings of rain. I sit here at my desk and I can hear rustling in the undergrowth outside the window--stray night creatures doing their night rounds.
Full moon nights always make me long to take a sleeping bag and go lie under the moon. But it isn't safe enough to do that. Too bad.

I love the morning sunshine in 'winter' when the sun is in the south. There is a softness to the light, the light filtering through the trees at a gentle angle. Our noon day sun is still hot, but watching from a shaded verandah, the light is still beautiful.