In these hot late summer days in the Mid-South, the cicadas have appeared. This morning as I was leaving home to go to work, I noticed a strange-looking large brown insect attached to my pickup truck tire. I touched it and it fell to the ground with a hollow sound. Yesterday, it was presumably a living thing–this morning an empty shell. I was filled with awe and felt a little sad at the brevity of this mysterious creature’s life. As unknown and foreign to me in death as it would have been unknown and foreign to me in its life. A good book on the the non-human living world comes to mind–The Spell of the Sensuous: Perception in a More-Than-Human World (Vintage Books, 1996) by David Abram.