Marsha’s #WQWWC #41 Writers Choice or Order
Every year they appear on the trees, fence posts, blades of grass or anywhere a tree used to be around seventeen years ago. I love finding them as did my daughters who loved to wear them as brooches. It will soon be Summer and their constant singing will ring out through the bush, a sound of an Australian Summer.
“The scientist does not study nature because it is useful to do so. He studies it because he takes pleasure in it, and he takes pleasure in it because it is beautiful. If nature were not beautiful it would not be worth knowing, and life would not be worth living. I am not speaking, of course, of the beauty which strikes the senses, of the beauty of qualities and appearances. I am far from despising this, but it has nothing to do with science. What I mean is that more intimate beauty which comes from the harmonious order of its parts, and which a pure intelligence can grasp.”
― Henri Poincaré, Science and Method

“Monsters cannot be announced. One cannot say: ‘Here are our monsters,’ without immediately turning the monsters into pets.”
― Jacques Derrida

“Everything you see is in the process of making or unmaking or dying or living. Everything is in a state of change.”
― Kelly Barnhill, The Girl Who Drank the Moon

I go to nature to be soothed and healed, and to have my senses put in order.
Wow, Brian! You have certainly created treasure out of trash – or what most people would consider trash! Those are some unusual bugs! If anything can put our senses in order, nature can. Lovely post.
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Thank you Marsha. I was not sure that is what was wanted but happy you like it 🙂
I really don’t understand – “You have certainly created treasure out of trash – or what most people would consider trash! ”
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Bugs, my dear! You’re a guy! I am looking at monstrous bugs, am I not?
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Yes, so monstrous, all two inches of them 🙂
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LOL! That’s the long and short of it, Bushboy! 🙂
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We get cicadas every year for weeks before the rains start. Here they are known as rainbirds.
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The Cicadas start up after the rains start so the soil is easier to dig I think
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Interesting. When the rain start here the cicas stop! They must all fly off to Australia. But, that would be June or July there so winter, no? When is your rainy season. And yes, I know the cicadas just go underground and don’t migrate like locusts.
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The rains usually start in October and go to March. Once the rain has started the Cicadas are out in force by November
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Wow. Five months of cicadas are a bit much if they are as loud as they are here. They only last for about a month here and stop the minute the rains set in.
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It gradually builds until full crescendo in Dec/Jan when they are their loudest. Some years are worse than others.
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Your quotes are lovely and true and echo my feelings exactly. Every year of my life I have more respect for and joy in the beauties and wonders and workings of nature.
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That is so lovely of you to say Judy. Your garden would be a wonderful small world of marvels. Once the insects are in a place then those who are the next up in the food chain, will appear. I don’t really have an insect problem and the invertebrates are no problem at all……..well maybe very small bit of poop 🙂 🙂
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Snails and hummingbird moth larvae are my biggest problems. I try to relocate them to the lot below my house. The only pests I kill are the leaf cutter ants since they would strip my entire garden in a week if left alone. I hate killing any living creature–except scorpions and cockroaches. With them, it is self-defense.
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You have the situation well under control 🙂
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Love your quotes selection and the photos.
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Thanks Sadie. I have never contributed before 🙂
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You’re welcome! Yes, it was a surprise
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Love your quotes…well, you can imagine my face as I scrolled. Our Cicadas look quite different- a true sound of summer here too
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Thank you Lisa. I imagine how hard it was to scroll looking through your fingers 🙂
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Wow – fascinating photos!
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Thanks Shelley 🙂
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Not sure about wearing them as brooches though. I’m a bit squeamish when it comes to bugs on my person but I can see the fascination and I certainly love the noise they make. I have fond memories of how they issued in the first drink of the evening on our holidays in S.E. Asia as the combined chorus of cicadas would start up at just the right time!
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The hard but brittle shells are kids fun 🙂
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You could have posted those for “nightmare”. Much more shudder-inducing than the spider you had.
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I did think of doing a double link up 🙂
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Brian, could I crawl into a hole and just have you cover me up until I’m done dying of embarrassment? 🙂
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Not sure these are soothing but they’re certainly interesting. However, I know have “Hey, hey we’re the Monkees” in my head from “Here we come…” That’s okay, I liked the Monkees. 🙂
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That is such a good song to have stuck in your head 🙂
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I have to ask, how did your daughters wear them as brooches? Were they alive or dead?
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In the first photo, they are the shells from where the Cicadas emerge. The Cicadas legs have small spikes so they can climb trees. It was easy just to hook the spikes into their clothes. They are very much dead 🙂
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Okay, I can picture it now. Seems a perfectly natural choice for adventurous girls!
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👍😁
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I’ve never seen or heard a cicada, and I’m OK with that. I do like the photos and the quotes though.
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Thanks Graham. Cicadas do make a racket
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I have never seen a cicada before, what a capture! Thanks for the quote!
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Glad I could show you a Cicada Amy 😀
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