I know well that we’ll still have some more hot and humid days, but we don’t hear the cicada’s song any more but hear the songs of autumn insects in the evening. The real autumn is approaching, though it seems that we’d have some typhoons before the real autumn would come.
Anyway today I opened all the windows and enjoyed the comfortable air, and found my rabbit and cars in the garden were also relaxing.
(In my room)
(On the terrace)