Yay! K didn't know what a cicada was until the other day, when I enlightened him. He'd heard them when he went to Cali, but thought it was just crickets or something.
I LOVE the sound of cicadas, reminds me of growing up in the South. They just look so disgusting... blech! Good thing is that I hardly saw the actual bugs, just the husks they left. Which are also gross.