Insect chorus

I count three kinds of crickets outside tonight. One group is rubbing their legs in a very predictable, double quick-time. Another group has an arrhythmic pattern that repeats, rhythmically. A third group of crickets (cicadas? grasshoppers?) has a slow, lazy two-note that is spaced out by silences. It is a challenge to listen closely enough to separate out each group's sound. They mix so well with each other, creating a complex and layered sonic experience. I can also hear a distant rumble of traffic—it's an odd soundscape for a borough of NYC.