On a cool and very blustery day I found this cicada sheltering on a rock in the garden.
It has been a dull season so far for these familiar summer companions here in New Zealand.
As my A.W.B Powell’s “Native Animals of New Zealand” tells me: “On a hot summer’s day the air seems to crackle with the volume of sound produced by hundreds of these insects singing together.”
First edition published in 1947. This copy published 1961
The sound of cicadas has been missing, in the main, this season with so many windy days and cooler temperatures. Perhaps there will be a late run of the cicada chorus.
And for a humorous quote about cicadas please visit my post here.
And for a fascinating piece about the star Sirius and traditional Maori beliefs check out this post and the comments.
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