The other one’s a female.
Hi, Mr. Nature here, sharing a post from Linda about how to tell the temperature by listening to crickets chirping (https://fellowshipoftheminds.com/2018/06/03/creation-crickets-tell-what-temperature-it-is/).
They taught us this in school, but I could never remember the formula. Boiled down, it goes like this: average number of chirps in 14 seconds +40 = the temperature in Fahrenheit.
I used to buy crickets to feed to my turtle, but I got attached to them and wound up keeping them as pets instead. It was so nice, one New Year’s morning, with snow on the ground and icicles on the eaves, to listen to a band of crickets chirping in our living room. All you need is a little plastic aquarium, a folded-up piece of paper towel dipped in water (that’s how they drink), a stick for them to climb on, a bit of egg carton for them to hide or sleep in, and wheat germ for food. By and by you wind up with a lot of little tiny crickets hatched from eggs. Those, I’m sorry to say, are all escape artists.
Amazing, isn’t it? You start out with just a bunch of rocks, it rains on the rocks and the rocks come alive, and as minuscule, random changes build up over time, gazillions of years, you get crickets, naked mole rats, elephants, and Shakespeare.