People are getting hopped-up about Brood II of the 17 year cicadas, emerging soon near you here on the East Coast. I can tell, because I’ve gotten a lot of search hits on the subject of cicadas. But most of my cicada posts are about the annual cicadas and their predators. I’ve never seen a periodical cicada.
But here’s a taste:
This is a photograph (check it out, kids: silver-coated paper; ask your parents about this technology invented by Cro-Magnon) from a friend who was living in Missouri in 1998, when the stars aligned both a 13-year AND a 17-year brood emergence in the region. (Said friend is still traumatized and asks that his name not be used.)
The shed exoskeletons of the 17-year old nymphs pile up around the tree; the black-bodied, red-eyed adult cicadas, which are smaller than our annual green cicadas, are on the tree.
I gather your suburban types are going to be bitching about the mess made by the potentially massive emergence of Brood II — which probably makes great compost — but I can’t help that. The planet doesn’t belong to them, nor any of us.
I say, bring on the Seventeeners!
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