The joys of a cheap phone camera.Nice macro shots
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The last couple of times they were here when I still had teeth I ate many of them. Somewhere between macadamia nuts and shrimp.
Yes, I read that whichetty grubs taste like peanut butter.The last couple of times they were here when I still had teeth I ate many of them. Somewhere between macadamia nuts and shrimp.
The third time I remember seeing these guys as I was born in a year of their emergence. Always loved and looked forward to them.
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The third time I remember seeing these guys as I was born in a year of their emergence. Always loved and looked forward to them.
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We have the big green annual cicadas as well.We have roughly the same number of cicadas every year here in Nebraska. They don't cycle like they do in the south, AFAIK. Their drone shows up in late June or July, and they are the quintessential sound of hot, humid, summer evenings ever since I can remember.
This is far beyond my rudimentary knowledge of the language. My parents made me take Mandarin lessons for many years but I am living proof that you can forget languages when you don't use them. These days I don't remember much beyond knowing how to ask for the bathroom and to say something is too expensive. And some choice cuss words in Cantonese.I love cicadas, but have never seen the seventeen-year variety with red eyes in-person. I hope to, someday, but may not have enough time in my lifetime.
This is a watercolour painting my father did on silk with a poem he wrote about cicadas. He might’ve done it in the 1940s or 1950s; maybe he painted it after my parents bought their house in 1959—I remember it hanging in the living room for as long as I can remember. My mother loosely translated it for me years ago, but I only remember the gist: I’m hoping Ray @OzPiper or @mingc (or someone else) might be able to provide an accurate or literal translation.
Unfortunately, years ago, my brothers were playing in the living room, something got tossed and hit the painting, damaging and cracking the delicate silk. My father was not happy, but quietly, without complaint, repainted the section of the tree trunk in the lower right. But in doing so, he coated the entire thing with a kind of wheat paste, making the black silk very stiff and brittle. This painting has been incredibly difficult to move over the years as a result—it either has to be stored flat with enough support under it or hang vertically during transit. I need to archivally mend the “v” shaped damage in the center.
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@mingcyou might at least be amused by the vast number of classical Chinese poems about getting drunk.
Jeff (@TheIronMonkey),