Once I was at the airport waiting for someone to come in on a plane. As you looked across the tarmack you could
see it moving like a heat wave but it was grasshoppers - billions of them - and they were all going in the same direction.
May dad would tell my sister and I to get some grasshoppers so we could go to the mountains. Jennie and I would get
up early in the morning and go to our favorite place to catch them. There in the cool morning they hadn't "thawed" out yet and we could just pick them off the grasses.