Today's mission, remove the suckers from the base of the trees around the park. Some of them the suckers were so thick that it was beginning to resemble some strange form of small shrub. Then I got the shock of my life when I began cutting away the suckers to have the base of the tree start whirring at me. Trees dont normally make whirring noises of any description so I knew something had to be in there, but couldnt figure out what. Then as I moved a clump of leaves it whirred at me, Got Ya! Now the thing about cicadas is they are so bloody hard to see. They are darn good at camouflage, I almost didnt see this little guy. Then when I finally spotted him and tried to move him somewhere safer he didnt want to leave. Im cool with that, cicadas arent crickets! They can hang about me all they like and I dont mind the singing cicadas. They are a sound of summer to me and all the fun times and adventures associated with summer. Whats not to love.
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