Last year my husband spotted his first spotted lantern fly. He was across town at the time, nowhere near our property, but it’s only a matter of time before the bugs work their way over here. Related: a couple of weeks ago, I read that emerald ash borers have been discovered in the parkland near our home. I knew they were in town, but I didn’t know how close. I love our ash trees, and I will be so sad if they die. Last time I checked, there were no holes in the bark, but I was looking at eye level and below. Who knows what’s happened since or what’s going on higher up the trunks?
My brain is cruel to me. Not only does it have a propensity for ear worms, but it also latches on to certain ideas and phrases (thought worms?) and then repeats them over and over again. For example, I’ve been studying music theory, and one night before bed I was reading about second inversion triads and their uses. One use is the “cadential 6-4.” My brain latched onto that phrase, and all night my dreams were plagued with references to the cadential 6-4. I slept very poorly. Afterward, I hoped that there might be a bright side–that I wouldn’t soon forget what a cadential 6-4 was–but damned if I could define it for you now!
