Saturday, July 25, 2009
Every summer I run into the moments of a grub's casting. Usually casting begins in the evening when it gets dark. It was so interesting for me to find one here that a little grub starts its casting early in the evening when I went to the mail box outside to pick up a evening newspaper. It must be quite a job for him to come out by stretching backwards first and before he falls off, he stretches forward and reaches to his previous body he has just casted away.
It is said that Cicadas in Japan live only two weeks in the trees while they live underground for seven years until they come outside on the ground.
Casting is such an exciting moment. Even its little wings are still wet and shrinked. His round and large dark eyes are cute against his white body. By the time the wings get dry, the color of a newborn cicada turns to dark. Then it's time to fly. Good luck! Live up your life!