Cicada

Perhaps it was because I was small, but maybe they were really that much larger. Memory has them at around two inches. Their buzzing fascinated and early on became the marker of the arrival of summer.

As I sat on the veranda wondering in my deafness if they were still going on, I saw the carapace outlined against the sky. 

Meaning to add it to my display case, lost the thought before I could act. When do we recognize dementia? 

It was still there a few days later and Michelle retreived it. And she knew where to place it.