...why I love living in the south
During a break in the game tonight (Go Mavs!), the wife and I went outside to sit on our garden bench and enjoy the evening. In the space of ten minutes numerous song birds were around, squirrels played in the trees, and our resident bunnies were hopping around tasting the vegetation. The skunks are only out when we're asleep, the coyotes stay along the creek, and the pair of red tale hawks soaring over the neighborhood only occasionally dives to capture their dinner.
But the reason I enjoyed it so much tonight? First time to hear the cicadas singing. I love that sound.
Blessings,
Ken
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