It didn’t make a sound until it took off. It took a couple of seconds to realize what had landed on me. It was one of the 17-year cicadas and they’re prettier than the annual ones. The annuals are drab but they’re cute in the own funky li’l way. LOL
It doesn’t look very promising for clouds tomorrow. They mentioned wind tomorrow and I hope it isn’t as bad as it was the last time I mowed that stretch. A breeze like today would be perfect.
Just what you need for a mowing day is more wind. You’ll be wearing grass again.
Do the 17-year ones that you have there have red eyes like others I’ve seen in pictures. I just think they’re icky. But it is interesting to watch them emerge from their exoskeleton.