I am in here.
August is the time most defined by the sound of the crickets, and the few out-of-turn cicadas that we get each year. Last Friday, on our walk, Dee and I found a dead, flat cicada, which I actually took a picture of. I find the sound soothing, but on a higher level, it’s urgent. The … Continue reading Cicadas and August
My friend, Dee, and I take a walk every Friday morning. We’re not terribly serious walkers… We even found a squirrel for Eric… That’s as close as I could get to it. Now that I’ve got my energy going, I feel like being a virtuous blogger and am going to head out and find all … Continue reading Friday's walk
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