





The paralyzed prey will be dragged underground. The wasp will lay an egg on it. Once hatched, the wasp larva will have an enormous meal to eat before pupating into… an adult wasp who will emerge next year to go hunting cicadas.

After yesterday’s post, a friend sent me this quote from Thoreau’s journal from Aug. 16, 1852: “These are locust days. I hear them on the elms in the street—but cannot tell where they are—loud is their song—drowning many others—but men appear not to distinguish it—though it pervade their ears as the dust their eyes.” HDT is using an old name for cicadas, “locusts,” which is now more common in the south than the northeast. Locusts are, in fact, grasshoppers.
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