But this time it's a good thing! Look at these beauties! I have nine hydrangeas in my front yard--seven of them were given to us when our daughter died. This is the first year they've bloomed this much. I've always heard that the soil determines the color of hydrangeas and I'm thinking that must be true. We planted blue, pink, and purple. So far we have five blue, one purple, and one sort of in between. No pink anywhere--but two haven't bloomed at all. Ever. So time will tell. Enjoy. Oh, and the cicada? I left his corpse on a stump and he was gone this morning. Guess a mama bird took him home for her babies. Bet they thought it was Thanksgiving!