There is a single cricket chirping tonight. It's in the yard next door to the north. I wasn't really expecting to hear any more crickets this year, but there he is, chirping loudly to attract a mate. As there have been so few male crickets this year (the males are the only ones that chirp) it seems likely that females are just as scarce, so this guy might be chirping loudly for a long time. If he starts chirping softly I'll know he's found a mate. If he stops chirping altogether I'll figure something ate him— probably one of my feral cats. I hope he survives because I'm enjoying his song.