When I arrived at my front row seat, the sun had already started to set. I looked out across the pond and saw wood ducks preening on low tree branches and splashing in the water.
The roaring sound of cicada tymbals has noticeably quieted. The next generation of periodical cicadas is young and silent. After hatching from eggs laid in trees, they will fall to the ground and tunnel into the earth, where they will live in darkness for years. These days it is the lightning bugs who are putting on a show.
