One of the things I miss here in Florida is the sound of night bugs in the summer. We don’t have too many of them in my neighborhood, and nothing like what we had when I was growing up in Ohio. So here’s an hour’s worth of the symphony of the crickets. Listen to as much — or as little — as you wish.
The only thing that’s missing is a cold bottle of Stroh’s beer and Ernie Harwell calling the Tigers game on the radio.