I recently made a trip to Calera, Alabama to visit my dad and sister. As we always do, dad and I sat on the back porch in the morning shade listening to birds and watching the trees grow, we say. Dad planted three trees in honor of his late brother Larry and father Paul. Two are hickories and one is a red maple. Within a cramped suburban neighborhood there are traces of forest left in between property lines, enough to support an ample supply of biodiversity and keep my father and I entertained. A tenacious mockingbird came close enough to us that I got a decent photo with my smart phone. Beside the ubiquitous mockingbird we were delighted to hear a migratory summer tanager in the tree canopy on the outskirts of the west side of the lot. This morning though, we were perplexed by a sound we had never heard before. It sounded like a generator. With no power outage in the area we continued to ponder the possibilities and concluded on nothing. We let it go. The morning passed and I was on to my next stop of the day.
I drove to Talladega where my mom and stepdad have a house on Lake Logan Martin. I had planned this day to be a long journey from my home on the north end of the Bankhead National Forest to Calera to visit my sister and dad then on to Talladega to visit my mom and stepdad. The goal was to be home by dark. After a brief visit in the house we decided to go down to the gazebo by the dock to sit and enjoy the warm breeze wafting from the lake. Then I heard the distant humming noise again, the same noise I heard at dad's house. I asked my mom and she sated my curiosity. Cicadas, she said! I'm usually the nature nerd educating her about the ways of nature. There she was, schooling me about cicadas. Fast forward to today. Every year I participate in the annual bird count on the Bankhead National Forest. There are dozens of locations within the forest where data is collected. Species of birds are documented along with weather and other local conditions. The data reveals how birds are responding to forest management practices and possibly informs management decisions on the forest. We kick off the project with a 3 day "birding boot camp". Armed with the bits of knowledge my mother gave me, I understood what I was seeing and hearing in the forest. Cicadas were the back drop for all of the birds we heard and observed to the point I joked "there's that cicada warbler singing again". Spent cicada shells ornamented blooming milkweed and oak leaf hydrangeas. Swarms of cicadas circled the canopy. I mused to myself, "this is the year of the cicadas we will be talking about in years to come."
You are welcome! Kim Waites is the Wilderness Stewardship Coordinator for Wild Alabama . More about Kim HERE.
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Virginia
5/11/2024 11:01:20 am
Thank you! The sound of the cicadas is driving me crazy. Every map I've checked says that they aren't in Calera. They are. I can hear them inside my house with the doors and windows closed. I did see where they reached decibels between those reached by lawnmowers and motorcycles. People in Montevallo have heard them as well. At least now I'm reasonably sure I don't need to see a doctor. At least not about this lol!
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Ray Townsend
5/19/2024 01:28:04 pm
Every map i have seen needs updated. Talladega county Lincoln, Alabama has had them for weeks. I took the first picture April 25, 2024. They started emerging on the 23rd or 22nd of April.
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Hiromi Kubagawa
6/20/2024 06:11:56 pm
I have not seen many lightning bugs flying, many crickets and cicadas (this year supposed to be in a high peak) making sounds, and cockroaches appearing inside the house. What happens with these phenomenons. It would be grateful if you could provide with your scientific thoughts.
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