and all the baby crickets chirp I got the daisies planted and then appeared numerous red black bugs swarming the daises the elderberry bushes the crickets just watched all the festivity like who are they they are not me that is cricket talk especially when young and the boxelder bugs in swarms respond in red black harmony of numbers it is we the red black bugs of sap suckering I chuckled the crickets responded by rubbing their back legs together almost like applause