To me, finding a Cicada exoskeleton or dead one is a little nugget of fun and interest. I pull them free and place them randomly on my house plants. Sometimes I will hear a shriek or a laugh when someone sees what I have done. The kids will now bring them in to me if they get lucky and find one. This summer, early morning, I was able to capture a photo of one right after he emerged and was adapting to his new body and wings. Nothing says summer more then hearing the screams of Cicadas on a hot muggy night combined with the twinkle lights of fireflies all around.