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I'm sure many will disagree with me on this one, but I have developed a fondness for cicadas over the last few week, noisy or not! While their constant chirping may send some over the edge, I don't mind it. I'm always surprised at how loud it is when I walk outside initially, but then it fades into the background noises for me. But the real reason I love these ugly red-eyed bugs are because they have provided plenty of entertainment for my crew. There is no reason to argue over who found the bug/gets to hold the bug... there are PLENTY to go around. Even when one gets a little too much "love" from Lilly ... there is always another buzzing close behind. They are pretty sturdy too considering the little fingers grabbing them out of the grass. We have "caught" endless numbers of them, putting them into cleaned out peanut butter jars, wholes drills into the lids. No they didn't survive long ... but there a hundreds more out in our yard to fill the void. My big boys have gotten a science lesson with the 17 year sleeping, the exoskeletons stuck all over the trees. They don't sting, they don't bite... in the words of my sweet Tate, "They are nice bugs, Mommy."
Yes they are! And I'll be a little sad when they go .... yellow jackets are nearly as fun to play with!
Melanie Shafer
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