We've been hearing the cicadas singing for about a week, some to the south and some to the east, but none right on top of us. I think that's about to change.
Yesterday, I went out to check the trail cam and pull any footage off it, and lo and behold, there was evidence of one of the little buggers hanging on the tree above the camera. It had shed its adolescence shell and is now on its way to breed as a bigger badder bug.
This morning, they're singing away! I suspect one of the cousins is now surrounded and by tomorrow, we will be, too.
I remember the last time Brood X emerged, seventeen years ago. I didn't think much about the mystery and marvel of it at the time. This year, no matter how loud, I'm not going to complain.
This may not happen again in my lifetime. It's a sobering thought.
The Lady of Holly Tree Manor
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