It begins with a few lazy tones, like a middle school orchestra tuning up after lunch. More notes rise, becoming a hyperactive chorus as neighbors and friends heed the ancestral signal. Then comes the deafening masterpiece: A cacophony of millions of horny insects, shrieking their virility in a dissonant opera that heralds the onset of another sticky Southern summer.
Very entertaining and fun... I needed just that after my hot chili con carne I made for dinner tonight... but, thank goodness, no cicadas included on my menu... Stay cool! Well, you are... but you know what I mean... ;-D Thanks!
Cool ass glasses & Tatt. Heard the whole population of crispy critters hootin & hollerin on my way back from Dahlonega a couple weeks ago while transporting a car full of dorm essentials home to Savannah. Rolled the windows down which wasn’t necessary. Could hear them over my convo w roommate mom & friend. We were like WTF! It was beautiful!
Is that your son?
Another winner Jessica!!!
Very entertaining and fun... I needed just that after my hot chili con carne I made for dinner tonight... but, thank goodness, no cicadas included on my menu... Stay cool! Well, you are... but you know what I mean... ;-D Thanks!
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Cool ass glasses & Tatt. Heard the whole population of crispy critters hootin & hollerin on my way back from Dahlonega a couple weeks ago while transporting a car full of dorm essentials home to Savannah. Rolled the windows down which wasn’t necessary. Could hear them over my convo w roommate mom & friend. We were like WTF! It was beautiful!
Especially LOVE this article. I have several of them residing on my window sills. I wish we could still find June bugs❤️
And the tattoo rocks 👍