This morning I was delighted to see my first adult periodical Cicada. It didn’t look too delighted about being out of the ground and a full adult when the outside temperature felt like 48 degrees. Brrrr!
It stayed on the lamppost for a couple hours, then was gone. I doubt it was able to fulfill it’s destiny in life since there were no others around.
When I'm Sixty-four 
He wasn’t pretty, was he?
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