Ok - let's talk cicadas. I was driving to the church yesterday morning and I glanced into my side view mirror and noticed that I had a ride-along with me. I was just getting onto I-75 and thought that he would likely get blown off or fly off. But as I kept looking back, I noted that he was hanging on. (Side note - a volunteer in the office today suggested we name him Clark). So, I kept looking back and looking back and Clark just stayed there. Wings were blowing, body shaking, legs moving around a bit, but he held on. Clark managed the exit ramp from 75 to the Norwood Lateral and then the ramp onto 71-S and across the bridge into Kentucky. Finally, I got to the Pavilion Shopping Center where I needed to buy an anniversary card for my wife and as I pulled into my spot, I noted that Clark was still there. I complimented him for his stick-to-it-ness and headed into the store. When I came back a few minutes later, Clark had flown off.
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Persistence, Adventures, and Clark the Cicada
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Ok - let's talk cicadas. I was driving to the church yesterday morning and I glanced into my side view mirror and noticed that I had a ride-along with me. I was just getting onto I-75 and thought that he would likely get blown off or fly off. But as I kept looking back, I noted that he was hanging on. (Side note - a volunteer in the office today suggested we name him Clark). So, I kept looking back and looking back and Clark just stayed there. Wings were blowing, body shaking, legs moving around a bit, but he held on. Clark managed the exit ramp from 75 to the Norwood Lateral and then the ramp onto 71-S and across the bridge into Kentucky. Finally, I got to the Pavilion Shopping Center where I needed to buy an anniversary card for my wife and as I pulled into my spot, I noted that Clark was still there. I complimented him for his stick-to-it-ness and headed into the store. When I came back a few minutes later, Clark had flown off.