My compelling moment is my last visit to my mum’s mother in her home before she went to live in a care home. August is often a very hot/humid month in the GTA, and for this emotionally difficult trip, there was also a constant sound of cicadas even indoors. Cicadas can be loud enough to cause hearing loss, and the sound is 24/7. At times it was meditative, annoying, exhausting, comforting. Now droning sounds remind me of my last visit to Grammy’s house. Film taken when we visited Grandpa’s fave garden and while on a walk from Grammy’s house.
Edit: The images were somewhat randomly selected, and don’t show the cicadas. I didn’t actually see any cicadas which made the sound kind of surreal.
Cicadas are insects that live underground as larvae for 17 or 33 years (there may be other life cycles too), and then emerge from the ground en masse as adults to mate. They live for a short time as adults, and I think they make this sound the entire time as part of the mating process.