This morning, under the hum of thousands of cicadas, I walked the yard and garden like I normally do. I took some pictures of the crazy amount of cicadas we are seeing, including some new ones. We are now seeing some that are all white, though still far fewer than the darker ones. I also have begun to notice the holes in the bare dirt areas where I am assuming they are coming out of the ground.
Interestingly enough, someone I spoke to this afternoon from a handful of miles down the road said he hadn’t seen any there yet. Maybe we have so many because of all the trees? I just don’t know. Nonetheless they are interesting. And I don’t mind their sound. Yet.