Locusts

Hearing the locusts buzzing loudly outside gives brings back fond memories of my childhood. I remember going outside in the evenings and playing in the yard until dusk while the locusts 'sang' in the background. We would play baseball and volleyball and swing in the tire swing and dig in the sandbox and brush the horses and serve 'supper' in the playhouse. I also fondly remember Mom and Dad being out there with us often, playing just as hard as we were.

I hope I can give my kids these types of fond memories some day.