First they emerge from their shell.
Then they hang themselves out to dry.
They leave their crunchy shells behind and head off to have weeks of earsplitting sex.
These things were everywhere. I couldn't walk outside without having a few fly into me.
Jumping spider having a yummy feast. The dogs feasted, too. Crunchy on the outside, gooey on the inside. What's not to love?
luckily there's more than one brood of periodical cicadas. So even if you missed this year's bunch, there will be another outbreak in five years or so. Yay.
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