Even the Stellar's Jays were silent.
Nothing disturbed the surface of the pond.
The ducks sat waiting.
The sparrows even stop their song.
Only the tiny spotted towhee made small scritching noises as she foraged though the dead leaves, on her one good leg.
The air grew heavy with anticipation of the coming rain.
I barely made it back to the care in time.
Hope you have a great night!