It Is Cicada Season

 

I walked out back to check on the flowers and gardens and found this little guy just emerging from his shell.  I was hoping to find one to show the yahoos.  Look how his wings are still curled.  It is hard for me to understand how that big thing was in that little shell.

His wings are drying out quickly.  Look how straight they are now.  Still wet.

More dry now.

All dry except for the raindrops and a new color.

Now he is ready for the adventures of his life...however long that will be.