Walking along the suburban foot paths I saw this Redeye Cicada. I guess this one was drying out after emerging from its underground stage, waiting to warm up so it could take off to look for a mate. I felt its life expectancy was not long given its black body was resting on a very light coloured square of concrete. When I walked back past this spot at the end of my time on Red Hill the insect was gone. Whether it had flown off to look for a partner or had become breakfast for the magpies in the street, I did not know.