They say children should be seen and not heard. Well, it is the other way around for cicadas. They are heard and not seen. Well, it's difficult ot locate them, anyway. Even then, if you can find one, they often fly away rapidly. Amazingly, though, one flew straight into my house and was rather tame. I even managed to handle him without much fuss (although he constantly tried to spike my hand with his proboscis). Still it was great to see. Any ideas of species?
Here he is on a log after release.
In the hand ... a fair old size.
Looks like the nose of a 1950s American car, I think.
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