It has been weeks since I saw or heard their familiar, quirky singing.
Now is the season for loud and not very melodic cicadas. Sam claims he likes them because they remind him of summer. To me, they sound like scary electricity wires.
Also, our backyard are filled with these delicate white butterflies:
Our house is home for flies that are looking for the way out and spiders that resembles scorpions.
I wish there was a season for kiwi birds.

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