CU Again


The pupa on a grapefruit pot Mei-Shun grows had emerged a few days before to fly away.  Summer is really full of new lives — cicadas sing from early in the morning, born one after another. Most of them around here have simple buzzing voice, while some say mean-mean, what-shah-shah and tuk-tuk-ossy. Her favorite is the last one with green body and crystal-clear wings.