It's hot, though that goes without saying, this time of year. I have few words and fewer pictures, but here's a cicada.
Cicada
Aren't those wings exquisite? They're noisy things, shrilly sizzling when the temperature gets into the high 90's or thereabouts. I hadn't ever looked for them until last week, but once one starts looking, they're quite noticeable.
Mission Statement
Reading, writing, plant photography, and the small details of my life, with digressions into science and computing.