One of the first things that you notice when arriving at my parents is the noise of the cicadas. They are very loud late February time.
Henry was quite taken with them and would spend hours watching them...patiently creeping up to them.
Look at this he cried in amazement.
I can get so close to this one...
I think the reason for that Henry, is this one looks like it may have died...It hasn't moved for days.
This is the cicada shell they hatch out of. The grubs climb the trees and then hatch out into the winged insects that chirrup all day long.
It is actually surprising how many varieties there are, although only the one is photographed in these photos.
