Steady, deep rumbles coming from different directions filled the air. It was a sunny morning toward the end of June. I could hear them before I could see them. It was almost deafening.

Last week, I had some bark chip mulch delivered to spread around a beautiful sixty-foot Deodar Cedar that is near my house. A few hours after the bark chips had been delivered, something caught my attention between the mulch pile and the cedar’s trunk.