Late August, overnight insects, and highway sounds; suburban ambience.
The children are back to school, and Halloween has taken over entire sections of local department stores. But the pools are still open, and Labor Day is a week out.
Suburbanites don’t know whether to high-five a lifeguard or put a ***** pumpkin on the front stoop. Was that a football whistle? Is white still acceptable?
At night, the bugs still sing under the evergreens, made bright red, murderously red by the tall Applebees sign just a klick away.
The bugs persevere, for now.