While a plague of locusts sounds like fun, I'm getting plenty of entertainment with our recently elevated numbers of nsenene, a local name for a type of grasshopper in the katydid family. (I learned today that they are all grasshoppers, but short-horned grasshoppers are locusts and long-horned grasshoppers are katydids.) Last week I noticed maybe a handful of them over the course of several days. This morning as I walked through my office compound they were everywhere, alive clinging to walls and dead on the ground.
According to wikipedia, where everything is always true, they are a tasty treat in Uganda "and surrounding countries." I haven't seen anyone here eating them, but we are a surrounding country so maybe folks are chowing down. Apparently though, pregnant women should not eat them because the baby will become deformed, in the shape of a grasshopper. So I'm keeping my mouth shut.
Bugs don't really bother me but I could live without these guys and gals flying off walls and into my face and hair when I walk by.
Their appearance is a sign that the long dry season is on the way. It's not really my favorite season, but it's the last time I'll be seeing all these signs, at least here in Burundi. Mr. and Mrs. Ibis returned last weekend; I heard their call early Sunday morning. And the kingfisher is back. So are the giant frogs. All these seasonal creatures that I didn't realize I'd missed until I noticed they were back.