Tuesday, August 24, 2021

Hear it?

That summer sizzle. I can still tell the difference between NY and GA cicadas. Here, they all seem to yak over one another in a hot white noise. In New York, it was more like a gospel call and response that cycled up to a frenzy. Then, when the others were taking a breath, one loud one would grab the mic and TESTIFY until the sound spun out into a shocked silence often punctuated by thunder. They knew what they were talking about.

I was hoping for a twofer with that peace sign, but the kids were skittish today. There are a pair of big bombers with five-inch wingspans patrolling the area that I have angling to charm. So far no luck. I may flinch if one of those lights on me. 

This arrived today. Maybe a dye fest tomorrow.  All I have to do is remember to crank it down when I'm done with it so the rain and winds don't trash it. 


Joanne S said...

Fabulous Umbrellall!!!!!
Thank you for getting my address to Dee!!!

deemallon said...

That is a gorgeous first paragraph. And the video! Wow! I don’t know what I was expecting, but it wasn’t that. No wonder you feature dragonflies in Prophets Tango!