By Madeline McCurry-Schmidt
It’s cicada season here in Illinois. Hidden in the trees, they start buzzing every evening around dinnertime. During the day I spot their empty skins clinging to fences and mailboxes.
Cicadas are harmless, but the way they screech unseen and then disappear the rest of the year makes them sort of creepy, like ghost bugs. Of courses, the same individuals don’t some come out every year (or two to 17 years, depending on the species). The whole reason they emerge is to call to mates and produce the next generation.
But through the years, human saw this behavior and decided maybe cicadas have some supernatural power. Continue reading