Cicadas: A Very Personal Tale
By David Warg
From Issue 19: Summer 2013
As most of us know, the Cicadas come every 17 years and after about thirty days they are gone. As a resident here in Gardiner I heard the noises of the Cicadas and like most of us thought, “Boy they are annoying.” I began wondering just how many there were out there.
On the night of June 6th, I took my camera and my four year old daughter, Emily, out to see if I could see them. I soon realized they were all over and began taking pictures. I was amazed how many of them there were, but also a bit disappointed that it was mostly just the shells of the Cicadas I was seeing.
Later that evening I walked out into the woods by myself around dusk and slowly I was seeing the Cicadas alive, climbing the trees from the ground up. As I sat out in the woods on a rock and realized there were far more than I thought. I started taking pictures and just watching them. The more I sat there, the more appeared. I could hear them collectively walking in the leaves around me and dropping from the trees. I had my family join me out in the woods and we all sat around watching and taking pictures of them.
I guess we sat and watched them until about 8pm and I even was able to get my wife and 14 year old boy Jeremy out for a bit to look around. At first they were unimpressed, but soon were having fun watching them too!
Who would have thought that watching hundreds, maybe thousands of bugs in the woods could turn into a family fun night but that is what happened.
We were also able to get some very nice pictures which we are happy to share with readers.