I never considered cicadas beautiful until I started seeing tattoos of them. And then I remembered when I was a child fascinated by the exoskeletons and soothed by their songs and wondered when I learned the revulsion.
I love this so much, as is usually the case with your posts.
I was in Chicago in...2006, I think? during a cicada emergence. It was interesting hearing the locals' varied reactions to them. We don't have them out here...EXCEPT, last summer I was out in our garden and I saw this enormous unusual bug the like of which I had never ever ever seen in our yard. I ID'd it on my phone (since I didn't at the time have this helpful post with your photos) and it was, in fact a cicada.
I have so many questions. How did it get there? Why did it get there? It isn't local to our region AND apparently it was an off year? Any theories?
I never considered cicadas beautiful until I started seeing tattoos of them. And then I remembered when I was a child fascinated by the exoskeletons and soothed by their songs and wondered when I learned the revulsion.
What a great observation--the things we learn to find revolting!
A beautiful meditation. Thank you!
thank you and you're welcome!
Beautifully put.
thank you!
I love this so much, as is usually the case with your posts.
I was in Chicago in...2006, I think? during a cicada emergence. It was interesting hearing the locals' varied reactions to them. We don't have them out here...EXCEPT, last summer I was out in our garden and I saw this enormous unusual bug the like of which I had never ever ever seen in our yard. I ID'd it on my phone (since I didn't at the time have this helpful post with your photos) and it was, in fact a cicada.
I have so many questions. How did it get there? Why did it get there? It isn't local to our region AND apparently it was an off year? Any theories?
I know nothing but that's fascinating!
Right? I gotta see if I can find the photo I took of it...
A very creative meditation on life, death, and new life–and cicadas! Great photos too.
thanks!