The woods are filled with the buzzing of the annual cicada.
Cicadas like heat
and do their most spirited singing during the hotter hours of a summer day.
When I'm in the woods, I can hardly hear myself think!
They have emerged from the ground, shed their skins
and flown to the treetops to make a racket finding a mate.
Cicadas like heat
and do their most spirited singing during the hotter hours of a summer day.
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