As the weather took a turn for the better, the mild temperatures brought about changes in nature we typically associate with April. So, the early morning symphony of birds and the sweet scent of flowers in the air, as cliché as it might sound, became just ordinary. This idyllic scene was enhanced by the late-night concert of amphibians in the nearby pond as they emerged from their winter hideouts and began their mating serenades. Now, while it might just be my own erroneous assumption, it's possible that their over-enthusiastic croaking is more about frustration at being woken up so unexpectedly early by nature. If that's indeed the case, I can't really blame them. If I were a toad whose internal clock was out of sync, I would probably react the same way. I would perch on a large leaf wearing an expression of disbelief and resentment on my irritated face and let out painfully loud croaks like those of a steam engine. I never knew I could empathise with frogs!
My day was alright. I rearranged the shelves in the basement, which took me two hours to complete. I could have spent more time rearranging, but I had to deal with my homework before the class this afternoon. I had to read a story and summarise its content, write about the characters, and describe my impression. Even though the weather forecast predicts warmer days, the presence of autumn is palpable. The nights are much colder than a week ago, and the morning walks with Abby are faster due to the chilly temperature. I quite like the lower temperature and enjoy taking cold showers in the evenings because they refresh my body. However, I miss my summer sandals, shorts, and T-shirts. Walking Abby without having to don my jacket and put on several other layers was much easier. The English class with Charlette was fantastic. The sixty minutes flew by like a bullet train. I feel lucky to learn from her. After the lesson, I prepared my high tea cocoa pancakes. I love pancakes. When I devoure...
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