Something good is happening. Something very, VERY good. The cicadas have begun singing!
I first heard their songs last week and have been pretty giddy about it. According to folk legend, when those gigantic sweating bugs begin their evening songs the first frost is only six weeks away. Roughly. But that's enough for me. And from my estimation, we're on about a four and a half week countdown. Tick. Tock.
First frost means summer's over, school's back in session (which I always looked forward to when I was in college - okay, who am I kidding, I always looked forward to school starting back up) and fall is on it's way in! Ah, fall and winter. My favorite times of the year. Things begin cooling down, the trees show us their colorful beauty (I even love their naked splendor), cool breezes, cold rains, crackling fires in the fireplace, good books... So much to look forward to.
Chris and I spend a good deal of time in the mountains in the fall and winter and I'm so looking forward to getting Arwen up there. Especially to Virginia where we take our annual vacation. It's going to be awesome having her in a place that means so much to me. We have debated taking the bikes again this year and riding with my Niblet on the Creeper Trail. She already doesn't need support holding her head and hasn't for a couple months now, so if I find a seat that is small enough for her then it'll definitely be a go. Thinking about makes my heart happy. I'd live there if I could, I love it so much!
I also have apple orchard trips planned for the Niblet, rides through the Blue Ridge parkway, ramblings around small mountain towns, Halloween festivals and Christmas plays in Virginia, after Thanksgiving shopping... I can't wait to get her out, spending time with me doing things that I love. Ugh, if only I didn't have to work. I should cook up some plan to live off the land. Hmmm...
So farewell summer, I can't say I'm looking forward to the hotter days you're bringing. But I can look forward to the fancy weather that is pushing you on your way!!
5 comments:
I think you need to read my blog. You're cracking me up dreaming about crackling fires in July.
I can't believe those bugs are a welcome presence in your life. I hate them so much! ha! Sounds like Arwen will love your annual trip to virginia too!
I *heart* the sound of the cicadas! When I heart them last week, it totally took me back to childhood, knowing that I, uh, got to go back to school soon. Because I, too, was weird like that.
I remember cicadas when I was a kid. Then for some reason as I got older I never thought about them... except for one time when my wife and I were still dating I got a frantic phone call from her telling me to come over to her house immediately. She met me at the door and told me to get the bug out of her room. It was a cicada and boy were the two of them owrked up-both of them screaming and flying around the room! Hilarious memory. I opened the window and shoo'd one of them out.
I wish we had cicadas in NYC...so beautiful!
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