Recently, after hearing the siren call of cicadas trying to impress a mate, I went in search of their empty shells or exoskeletons. I found nine attached to the trunk and branches of a tree in my front yard. I took them indoors to impress my grandson, and although he gave them a second look my own partner did not. "Out they go," was her eventual command.
I took one last photo.
["Look for 'Robin Meets His Match' in a theatre near you"]
According to mad scientists, the magicicadas should reappear in 13 years.
Photo by GH
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