The video below has nothing at all to do with horses but I found it fascinating. As children growing up we would catch these, tie a string around a leg and watch them fly in circles or collect their crunchy shells and stick them on some poor unsuspecting soul. We weren't being cruel, we were farm kids without television and had to use our imaginations to entertain ourselves. We would fall asleep to their loud singing, we had no conditioner so the breeze and their song would float through all 66 of our wide open windows.
Return of the Cicadas from motionkicker on Vimeo.
Today is Father's Day. All three of my sons are now fathers. My husband is a good father but the greatest father is our heavenly Father who loves us and knew us as we were being formed in the womb.
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