Monday, May 20, 2013

That time of the decade.

I looked down and found this little guy sitting on my knee.  Sue says they're the 17 year variety.  Last time I was where an outbreak of cicadas, I was going for the first time to the same event I'm heading for this week.
The first time I met up with cicadas, I was building a book case for my new to me house in Berkeley Springs WV.  On the porch with my belt sander, I could call them to me.  Apparently, they thought my belt sander was a big beautiful cicada of the attractive gender.
That same year, I read that some enterprising young hoodlum brandished a deadly cicada in a convenience store robbery.
I've never had one come sit on my lap like a cat before.

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