This blog initially started as a place to simply share my art, but ended up going beyond that to follow my days in Philadelphia at a time when I was starting my first garden, went on to document leaving for AmeriCorps NCCC in Iowa, doing a long distance bicycle trip, going back to school at Sterling College, an amazing internship at Growing Power in Milwaukee, and ultimately leaving for the Peace Corps! All the while, it followed my current interests such as fermentation, composting, insects and plants.
So here I am at post 100, woohoo! I am feeling pretty good about that as well as life in general. I started this blog when I was twenty, and in May, I turned twenty-six! Twenty-five was an interesting year to say the least, it was certainly difficult dealing with hardships happening back home from at a distance, but was also lovely as I kicked off the year getting engaged to a charming gentleman and continued finding my way as a Peace Corps Volunteer living on the beautiful island of Jamaica.
I wanted post 100 to be a thoughtful review about reaching the one year mark as a Peace Corps Volunteer, but it has proven to take forever to find adequate wording or fully formulated thoughts--I'm just going to let it slow cook a little longer. Anyway, in lieu of an overly reflective post to celebrate the big 1-0-0, here is a silly poem I wrote about my critter visitors during my Peace Corps service:
The Song of the Cicada
My unscreened windows often stay open,
bringing in visitors of all shapes and sizes.
Lizards that leap, spiders that creep,
Ants and fruit flies looking for sweets.
my countertop will encroach, the occasional dreaded roach
(while in numbers pesky mosquitoes never fail to approach)
There's moths that zip straight towards my bare bulbs
Yet my favorite visitor comes in loud and bold
When it arrives, I'm alarmed---"What was that?!"
Surely with that sound, in flew a bat
But it's only my friends from the trees with the loud song that pierces my ears
The song of the cicadas, joining together, telling all that summer is here
This is what I experience when a cicada flies into my house:
They tend to do a bit of light attacking and then just fall on their backs lazily, and will stay that way for hours. The next video is when I am "waking up" a cicada from it's lazy back times...so cute.
Lastly, this is what they sound like in their peak season throughout the day...this is the mating call of the male,flexing their tymbals to try and find a nice gal. In unison, their call has been recorded to reach over 100 decibels--it is LOUD!
Hooray, true bugs! Until next time :)