Brood XIX, nicknamed “The Great Southern Brood,” was last seen in 1998 when they mated, layed eggs, and died. Their eggs hatched and the nymphs burrowed underground where they remained immobile for well over a decade.
This month, the millions of juveniles emerged, transformed into adults and began singing their mating song.
Our house is in the woods and we hear a constant drone from the insects from 7am to 7pm. Trey had enjoyed hunting for their vacant shells and has even collected a couple as “pets” (until they fly off).