Where The Wind Takes Us... One Doggie Field After Another

Suzi's folks did some research, and found out that our little friend, we call him Jimmy is actually the molten remains of a Cicada.

There is a great pic here:

http://www.cicadamania.com/images/2005/dan-2005-04.html

I had fun reading about them. There is a shrill noise in the trees here. I asked the camp host, and was told locusts. I doubted that, but didn't take it further. Upon reading I found that the male Cicada makes the noise to attract the females. We had heard the sound in Arkansas also when we were there a few years back. But the thing I enjoyed reading the most was the part about eating them. Caution, if you are allergec to shrimp, you may aslo be allergic to Cicadas.

Here is a handy recipe book online if you should choose to try them out... (no, I won't be trying any soon)

http://www.newsdesk.umd.edu/pdf/cicada%20recipes.PDF

Samantha says they are delicious. They say they come up around dusk, now I know why Sam always begs to go out at dusk here...