“Down south, cicadas are a sure sign of the season”
From a recent article in the Macon Telegraph:
As a kid, I remember hunting around the back yard looking for cicada skeletons. They always gave me the creeps, seeing little ghost bugs perched on a pile of firewood or inside the depths of the garden shed. They were crunchy when you crushed them, and they were a sure sign that summer was here.
The article mentions this web site as well.
