Crops were growing on both side of the road:sorghum,corn,sweet potatoes and more. The moon shining on the crop leaves made them glisten with a faint silvery light. There was almost no wind , so all the foliage was motionless. The chirping of grasshoppers came up from under the crops, very loud, and seemed to penetrate my flesh and bones. The grasshoppers cries made the moonlit night seem particularly lonely.