Some people don't like the sound of cicadas but I love them. My little piece of paradise on earth is on the french riviera and it is full of italian stone pine

Some people don't like the sound of cicadas but I love them. My little piece of paradise on earth is on the french riviera and it is full of italian stone pine trees [1] and there are lots of cicadas. I go there since I was kid and I actually lived there for a while (my kid went to school there). Many of our little family movies (the ones we now all film with our phones) have noisy cicadas in the background. At times there has been years without cicadas (I think due to a terribly harsh winter and the weird/long cicadas lifecycles) and I was dearly missing them. It's become a Pavlovian conditioning to me: I hear cicadas in a movie and I want to be there! [1] https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Stone_pine https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Stone_pine