The first night we got here, the first thing I noticed when we got out of the car was the different noises. Not traffic noises, nature noises. Not crickets, not frogs or birds—something entirely different. Even during the day the noise comes from the trees. I finally asked a woman waiting for the Metro this morning and she said, “Oh, those are 17 year cicadas.” They sound like maracas when they first get going, then after they rev up they sound like electrical wires buzzing. Then they stop and another group starts in another tree, all day long and into the night.--Mel
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