A permanent state of transition
is man’s most noble condition.
-Juan Ramon Jimenez
So I’m reading that the 17 year cicada should be emerging in my area, if they haven’t already. Keeping my eyes peeled!
The kids have been sporting these as buggy brooches.
I love these musical cicada nights; to me, this is what summer is all about. An underrated benefit to turning off the air conditioner (not to mention the dang bedroom TV, thankfully Jeff has been going to sleep early these days!) and throwing open the windows.
Often I am also lulled to sleep by the mournful “who cooks for you?” of the Barred Owl.
Last night there were several, three I think, singing in rounds.
A meeting of overworked, under appreciated housewife owls, perhaps? Poor things, I can sympathize.
What are the sights, smells, sounds that you associate with summer?