A Wordless Wednesday Photo
At five feet I was close enough. With every move I made it moved to face me. Interesting.
Glad to join Musin With Susan’s Macro Moments Week 7 Challenge
Nikon D5200. Nikkor 55x300mm lense. 260mm, f5.6, 1/800s, ISO 800
The birds of the sky nest by the waters;
they sing among the branches. Psalms 104:12
And its gonna get loud. The 17 year Cicada, last seen and heard in the summer of 1999 is creeping out of there sub-terrain to have a breeding party.
This article from the Columbus Dispatch gives you an overview.
I was nine years old the first time around. Dad took me along to make a delivery that took out into the country south of Canton, Ohio. I remember being terrified as these big creatures crashed into our windshield. I moved out of state by the time the second round came around. But for the third emergence, I was training staff for summer camp. The incessant noise annoyed the senses, especially trying to communicate while in the woods. Like any other novelty, it quickly gets old.
Here we go again. A local radio station announced that May 23rd was emergence day. I found these at the base of a big oak at the towpath’s Zoar Valley Trail today, in the rain…