Saturday, June 5, 2021

Cicadian Rhythm

I spent a little time lounging on the upper deck this morning. The sun was warm but a light breeze kept the heat from being too oppressive. Of course I was a bit wary of the cicadas, their chorus was robust, and gazing up, I could see dozens of them flitting from tree to tree, but with the sun shining through their wings they looked for all the world like tiny sprites or fairies glimmering in the blue sky. It was a sight I may never witness again, and I appreciated the moment just as it was.

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