The soundtrack to summer bike rides …
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I love this time of year, with the constant chatter of cicadas from the trees. They start early, with tentative attempts to get going, like Fifi on a cold day. Then as the sun rises and the air warms, they get louder and almost deafening in places…
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As we cycle to Lacoste, there is a corner that we call ‘Cicada bend’, where the pine trees almost quiver with the level of noise created by these wonderful emblems of Provence ..
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Then again, here near Roussillon. One of our favourite spots to sit, have a drink and just enjoy the noisiest peace we know…
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They aren’t around for long, and soon they’ll quieten again and we’ll be able to hear the birdsong. But for now, we’ll just continue to enjoy the best summer soundtrack, we know.
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