The cicadas...oh the cicadas. I used to like the sound. It reminded me of camping. The outdoors, summer time, friends, swimming in the lake. Now I have a Pavlovian response to the sound and immediately know i'ts going to be miserable out. And the numbers! The numbers!! There aren't a few out there. There is a symphony of buzzing, loud enough at times to drown out any thought I might be trying to have.
Alas my favorite time, the rainy season, has passed. I am a true Oregonian and look forward to the fall and cooler weather.