Another cold, clear morning. When the jays and squirrels stop yammering, the silence seems unusually thick. Then it hits me: no crickets.
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Daily short takes from an Appalachian hollow
Daily short takes from an Appalachian hollow
Another cold, clear morning. When the jays and squirrels stop yammering, the silence seems unusually thick. Then it hits me: no crickets.
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Sorry to see the crickets go. When I drove in State College with the windows down, they provided a continual symphony wherever I went.
Well, some of them will persist even into November, of course, coming back to life like Lazarus when it gets warm again. I did really miss cricket and katydid sounds in London this summer.