I am sitting on my upstairs porch listening to what may be termed as the soundtrack from a science fiction movie. It’s an eerie sound. I heard it first last week. It sounds like a sewing machine and a flying saucer all at the same time. It is the return of the cicadas. Apparently, it is the males making all the racket. They are revving up for their mating ritual. This is both a 13 year and a 17 year both occurring at the same time. It is what the ancients would call an auspicious event. It happens once in...
I am sitting on my upstairs porch listening to what may be termed as the soundtrack from a science fiction movie. It’s an eerie sound. I heard it first last week. It sounds like a sewing machine and a flying saucer all at the same time. It is the return of the cicadas. Apparently, it is the males making all the racket. They are revving up for their mating ritual. This is both a 13 year and a 17 year both occurring at the same time. It is what the ancients would call an auspicious event. It happens once in...