For whatever the reason, these periodic insects have left behind vivid, indelible memories. A cicada had flown into her hair and was hopelessly entangled, buzzing and fluttering against the back of her neck. I pulled the cicada out of her hair and instantly became the hero of the day. AdvertisementStory continues below advertisementFor my two sons, ages 7 and 9, I developed a simple cicada game to give them exercise. I’m in the same house as 2004, but my sons have grown up, graduated from college, and moved away.

Source: Washington Post April 17, 2021 12:56 UTC