The song of the majestic Cicada is one of the ever present features of summer, and nowhere does it feel more appropriate than in the thick of record breaking heat.This summer looks like it will be the hottest one ever in Austin, TX. And during one of our 100+ degree days I came across this little fellow singing his song closer to the ground than usual.
I've documented my love for cicadas in other posts filed from all over the country, most notably here and also here. Next year I hope to take my obsession one step further, by asking you, my loyal readers, to donate dead cicadas they find to my ever expanding taxidermied insect collection. But this summer's cicada season has passed, and all we have left are this beautiful memories.
