The full moon rising over the sparkling water of the wide river.
Small fish jumping as the river flows by.
Fireflies twinkling at the edge of the forest, on, off, on off, on & off & over & over again.
Two bats locked together in the long grass, squealing & screeching, one flies off, one lays still, maybe dead.
The moonlight twinkles off the water through the leaves of the trees that line the river, serrated light stretched out to the far banks of the river.
The rich, heavy scent of garden flowers floats on the warm evening air.
The warm wind rustles the leaves of the great tree out back.