“Cicadas, buckling and unbuckling their stomach
muscles, yield the sound of someone sharpening scissors. Fall field crickets,
the thermometer hounds, add high-pitched tinkling chirps to the jazz, and their
call quickens with warm weather, slows again with cool. Carolina crickets
(which roost far beyond the Carolinas) furnish a buzzing trill. Grasshoppers
sound as if they're shuffling decks of cards. Snowy tree crickets lend a
chirping melody to the ensemble. It's the ultimate jug band using body parts as
instruments.”-- Diane Ackerman, “OPINION: A Little Night Music,” The
New York Times, September 23, 2012Friday, November 14, 2014
Quote of the Day (Diane Ackerman, on the Music of Fall Insects)
“Cicadas, buckling and unbuckling their stomach
muscles, yield the sound of someone sharpening scissors. Fall field crickets,
the thermometer hounds, add high-pitched tinkling chirps to the jazz, and their
call quickens with warm weather, slows again with cool. Carolina crickets
(which roost far beyond the Carolinas) furnish a buzzing trill. Grasshoppers
sound as if they're shuffling decks of cards. Snowy tree crickets lend a
chirping melody to the ensemble. It's the ultimate jug band using body parts as
instruments.”-- Diane Ackerman, “OPINION: A Little Night Music,” The
New York Times, September 23, 2012
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