Going outside and watching the grass move with them is one thing. Going outside and seeing the brown nymph shapes they hatched out of hanging all over every tree is another thing.
That's from literally only a few minutes of snapping pictures and just of the ones on that *one* honeysuckle bush. The backyard is like a little cicada airport right now. I came in becuase the battery on the camera died. But I would have come in very shortly anyway becuase Mika was eating the ones in the grass whos wings weren't quite dry yet. ::shudder::