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Cicadas

Cicadas are an overwhelming presence to me. Last year when I moved here, people told me I would eventually get used to them. I never have. I am still distinctly aware of them all the time. This afternoon I was lying outside on the grass reading and all I could think about were how loud the cicadas were. People back home don't understand this, and I've often wished I could record them. Well, this afternoon I realized that I could. I had my camera with me that records sound, so here you go. It's not crystal clear, but you can still get a sense of the constant buzzing.

Cicadas

I even saw some of them on the tree.

I used to think that Of Montreal's song, "Lecithin's Tale of a DNA Experiment that Went Horribly Awry," was wildly fantastical, but now I know that it might be entirely possible for cicadas to eat little children.