Cicadas Have Arrived, Part 2: The Loitering
Posted on June 8, 2021 Posted by John Scalzi 9 Comments
The cicadas are single and ready to mingle, as you can see by this trio of them hanging out on our backyard pear tree. There certainly are a lot of them all of a sudden. I hope they find love and that their kids will pop by in 2038. You know, like you do.
— JS
I’m glad they’re happy (and hopefully free of the fungus that makes their butts fall off) but I do wish they came with a mute button.
In Michigan we’re north of cicada central. Enjoy the brief bug invasion. Circle your 2038 calendar for the next one.
The skins they attach to, and then shed on tree trunks and limbs, are thin and brittle. This earned them the nickname of “Crispy Critters” in our childhood. Nothing like the old cereal of the same name, of course.
$diety I’m glad I’m not 2 weeks old anymore. That was a horrible time in my life, lucky I didn’t get arrested and put on some lifetime list.
Fortunately, New York is not in the Brood X area, so nothing here. I expect the usual smaller group later in the summer that we get every year.
As Dean Wormer so aptly put it:
I hate those guys.
I probably ground up thousands today when I mowed my lawn in South Central Indiana. The noise is deafening, the smell is like rotting meat and we have to inspect each other before entering the house because the things be hangin’ all over you! Enough already. Please make it stop!
Cicadas are a constant buzz here, and I swear their sound is like the synth into to “Dream Weaver”. Good work Gary Wright.
looks at sidebar
agrees with Athena
offers her succor in California where we don’t have this foolishness
(We have a cat! And churros!)
Spark up the the grill and start mincing garlic, it’s stir fry time!