May 31, 2013

• Invasion

  We heard that they were coming, but I wasn't worried.  There were reports and discussions on the radio and my interest rose.  Conversations with friends left me amused, but I still hadn't heard the first chirp.

  

  And then I started to see some casings hanging on the patio fence.  Looked like a science lesson to me, but I had yet to hear or see one.  Then I began to notice background noise when I went outside and I finally realized that I was hearing the cicadas.

  

  As the days went on, I began to realize that I was hearing them when the house was quit and then I could hear them even when driving down the road.  None of us were bothered by them though until Jeremy went outside and came in with one on his back.  All was well until it tried to make its way down his back and dancing broke loose.  I sweep the cicada out the door and we all had a good laugh.  Now the volume is increasing and when we drive down the road they crash into the windshield.  I'm starting to wonder how long they'll be around and the boys have plans to live in California by the time the hoard emerges again in 17 more years.  I must admit that I still find the idea of a cicada invasion somewhat amusing, and I haven't been bothered by having them around; but I will be glad for the quiet when they crawl back in their holes and settle in for a long nap.

   

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