It was exhilarating as I hopped into my car, headed toward the mountains, and joyfully waved goodbye to the 115-degree temperatures of the Phoenix valley for a few days. As I sat outside in the cool morning air, I felt very thankful for the reprieve from the heat and thankful to have had access to such a beautiful area because of a beloved family member. A loud, overwhelming sound came from the cicadas that clicked and buzzed loudly nearby as if they owned this place. Interestingly, the cicadas went silent all at the same time. I wondered how this is determined. Guess they all found mates at the same time 😆 or something. Then it was so quiet it seemed I could hear myself think. Now, that's pretty scary 😂 and very enlightening.
