Peevish Pen

Ruminations on reading, writing, rural living, retirement, aging—and sometimes cats. And maybe a border collie or other critters.

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I'm an elderly retired teacher who writes. Among my books are Ferradiddledumday (Appalachian version of the Rumpelstiltskin story), Stuck (middle grade paranormal novel), Patches on the Same Quilt (novel set in Franklin County, VA), Them That Go (an Appalachian novel), Miracle of the Concrete Jesus & Other Stories, and several Kindle ebooks.

Thursday, May 23, 2013


Imagine you're a creature who has spent nearly two decades underground. Then you and other creatures just like you emerge through holes in the earth.

Your emergence might leave a mound of earth around your portal into your new world.

You climb out of the husk of who you used to be and emerge as a slightly different creature.

The other creatures who came with you do likewise and leave empty husks behind.

Soon you're enjoying a new existence.

Kind of like something out of science fiction, right?

Nah, it's just the cycle of the 17-year cicadas.



Anonymous Anonymous said...

We had cicadas EVERYWHERE last year. Is this your year?

5:23 PM  
Blogger CountryDew said...

We don't seem to have them yet. I wonder if we will?

4:43 PM  
Blogger Greener Pastures--A City Girl Goes Country said...

I love the sound they make. It reminds me of summer.

10:20 PM  

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