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It’s that time of year again. Mark July 11, 2009 as the first day the cicadas, or せみ in Japanese, were heard by me in Nagoya. To me, that is a monumental day – it means that summer is here in all of its heat and humidity. It is the background noise for every Japanese drama or television show that takes place in summer. It reminds me of summers in Indiana (and Australia) and the noise is kind of like comfort food. So far this summer has not been as bad as last summer.
What I have found particularly scary about this post is that it is almost identical to the post I made on July 12 last year. Exactly one year ago. Those cicadas are consistent little devils.
In other news, today was the first day of the sumo tournament in Japan. I had better seats this year. Actually, I was basically ringside. Here’s a nice teaser picture, or two.
This is my living-in-Japan-as-an-expat blog. No, I am not a teacher over here. I am working with a Japanese company on a big project. That's enough said. Why the blog? Simply it is to capture my life and observations for friends and family so the separation doesn't seem so great. And if others enjoy it, all the better.
Funny you should mention the cicadas.. Walking home Friday night, I heard them, and had a flashback to summer back in Canada.. I’m with you on the “like comfort food”. Between the moon and the cicadas, I almost could have been home..
We’ve been hearing the cicadas (or katydids), too. Caroline now walks outside and announces that she hears “Katie.”