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The <strong>17 year cicadas</strong> are overrunning my area. Their<strong> empty nymph casings are all over</strong> the place. The<strong> grown cicadas are clogging the airspace and trees</strong>. They are so noisy its hard to believe. I read one cicada is as noisy as a lawn mower. <strong> Having thousands of them buzzing at once is like listening to dozens of leaf blowers at the same time.</strong> <strong> I found this just hatched adult cicada in my home this morning.</strong> I know it just left its casing because the wings are still partly folded up, not fully formed and straight. I managed to catch it safely, without damaging it, and put it on the outside edge of my balcony in the sunlight. I checked and its gone so hopefully its flying around buzzing and trying to find a mate. <strong> For me this cicada is a metaphor for how I and others in my community feel about life right now.</strong> The strict mask and social distancing requirements are gradually being relaxed. So I see people out walking in the spring sunlight. For me its strange to see their whole face, instead of mostly covered by a mask. They’re like the cicada, being reborn to life as it was before the pandemic. Free to walk around while still practicing social distancing. I see everyone carrying a mask with them out of habit, and just in case. It’s wonderful to see a group of bare faced walkers, conversing and laughing as they walk together.
June 3, 2021