If I tell you where they are, I will have to kill you

Today the s.o. showed me his Top Secret Blackberry Patch. We picked berries until it got dark. (He plans to make blackberry cordial; I have my sights set on jam and scones.)

Then he took me to his Top Secret Fishing Spot. The fish weren't biting tonight, but I think I will remember forever the fantastic sounds of the swampy creekbed--the belches, bracks, and chirps of the frogs; the burr of the dragonflies; the splosh of the fish; and the airy flapping of the bats.