Journal 8

December 3 - At night the insects take over, and have a real jam session - very far out and very real jazz. They have a strong rhythm section, a superb brass section (which blows a strong muted staccato, always in tune); their strings, however, are poor, and, while the woodwinds are good, proper use of them is seldom made. What a gas to listen to them, though, from twilight to dawn! Very few fireflies here - unlike Island Hermitage - which is too bad; of all the insects they are the only ones whom I have a liking for - though I wouldn't want my sister to marry one. It rained again last night, and today is bright, sunny, and, it seems, very native weather.