I don’t like Cicadas (though I will argue the name should be pronounced with a hard ‘K’ sound for the same reason that Celtic is pronounced that way. “Seltic” is just wrong. So is “Sicada.”
The reason I don’t like them is not because they’re “bugs” but because they’re the heralds of hot weather. I don’t get to spend as much time in water like I could as a child and so hot weather is not something I really look forward to.
As bugs, I think they’re great. All googly eyes with spikey legs and they make that great sound which you’d so hate to hear in the middle of the night when you know there’s an axe murderer in the woods.
I was recently lamenting to Susan that I’ve never seen a Kikada Cicada come up out of the ground and molt. I’ve only ever seen their husks hanging onto a tree trunk or leaf or seen the mature cicada BUZZING away in a tree or from between my fingers.
She’s actually been saved from one by our dog Sophie. I’ll let her tell that story.
Mine is much more mundane.
I was on a walk this morning with Chip the Wonder Dog, when I saw a critter wobbling across the sidewalk.
It turned out to be a recently unearthed Cicada headed toward the nearest tree.
Being the kind of guy I am I gently picked him up and placed him (Her. It. Whatever) at the base of the tree.
It was quite dark so I continued on my walk. I wonder if he’s molted…
Glorious sunrise this morning followed by more gloriousness while I was driving in (blinding golds and yellows reflecting off the clouds) and as I’m turning away from my car to walk into work I see this. “Ooooh, that’s interesting.” and pull out my camera. Next time I’ll get out the tripod too. It’s difficult to get bracketed shots by hand.
I had to abandon the monitor mentioned in the first post due to some software issues. I’d have had to make the images pixel by pixel by hand using a hex table and decided my time would be better spent coming up with other ways to frighten the pee out of the miniature humans.
Hopefully next month I’ll be able to spend more time dancing and calling than this time. Thanks to everyone how came out to dance and to Trinity Hall and the session players for the venue and wonderful music!