I heard on the radio that you can tell the temperature by counting the number of times a cricket chirps per minute.  Built campfire at 7:20 p.m.  Frogs and peepers just waking up.  Slept au natural.  The forest was extremely noisy last night!  Sat by the fire and looked at the stars a long time.  Spectacular sky!  The Milky Way was nearly perfectly North/South.  Acorns fell all night long making quite a racket.  Before I turned in I asked the universe - any elves, fairies, angels, ghosts, aliens, etc., to make themselves known to me.  Well, I had one of the worst nightmares I've every had.  I dreamed I was awake and that's what made it really strange.  I imagined something had gotten into the tent and I felt it put its paws on the cover and climb up on top of me - I thought it was a bobcat or raccoon.  I yelled and thrashed and jumped up and turned on the lantern.  


Of course, nothing there - but no more invocations before I go to bed.  Once I went back to sleep I actually dreamed 
there was a bobcat outside the tent.  I slept fitfully throughout the remainder of the night.  At one point I thought I heard a strange conversation in the distance.  I thought it might be people up  at the lookout, but voices wouldn't carry that far.  It sounded almost insect-like.