Meet our dinner guest. Every summer my kids enjoy catching cicadas in their beetle-type form and watching them morph into the adult winged form. They come out of the ground around dusk. We bring them inside and have a special container to keep them in. They usually pop out of their shell around 10 at night, so the kids stay up late to watch the show. Tonight, Lulu was over and we ate a bit late. So as not to miss a moment, our cicada became the table ornament. Lulu was not very appreciative, but kindly allowed it. I'm happy to say it is safely unfolding its wings now. We'll let it fly away tomorrow. Am I weird? I think this is one of the coolest things on earth.
Sunday, July 16, 2006
Our Dinner Guest
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5 comments:
A, I don't know if an old pretzel can qualifies as a "special container", and B, I grew up with a praying mantis in a brandy snifter on the center of the dining room table. I'm just not that into it.
No, I wowed my nephew last year showing him how to find them and the "carcasses"!
We have a collection of carcasses. No shit. Probably have well over 100 by now.
Are they the bugs that sound like electric wires humming? Or am I remembering something else?
They are the ones that are in the trees and sing. They get real loud and then stop and repeat over and over.
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