We're in the midst of a cicada infestation. Even from inside the house you can hear them, and when you step outside you are surrounded by an eerie sound, reminiscent of a soundtrack to accompany the landing of an alien spaceship. The cicadas plod up the tree trunks, droop from the branches and drop to the ground or in our hair (ugh!).
Cameron loves it.
Tuesday, June 3, 2008
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