Tuesday, August 15
In my mind's eye I'm a child again...
... all because a lightning bug "blinked" at me as I locked up for bed. I needed that wink, and I'm not even sure why. It was a gift, a lovely punctuation at the end of a day where I found myself sinking a bit. He was right outside the window of our back door in the garage...not sure I've ever seen one there before.After a thousand years, these little creatures still amaze me.
There is little more delightful than an early summer evening when the yard is ablaze with the intermittant flashes of these automatic smile-makers....replete with a symphony of crickets, cicadas and toads, each a familiar tune of the season.
...and little ones (not so little?) filling mason jars with hole-studded lids...to bring inside a night sentry, but just until morning, the perfect light to chase away lions and tigers and bears ;).
I saw this at this at Julie's Another Chance Ranch and thought it ap-pro-pro to include it here.
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Willowtree, Blogger is FOULED UP! It posted before I was ready, then did it in triplicate...that's a new one!
My first introduction to a firefly was 9 years ago when we visited Dover AFT in Delaware.
My grandson was a year and a half and he put it in his mouth and I could see it shining between his teeth.
My first was 7 years ago. I was absolutely spellbound, it was in Findlay Ohio. They are great!!!
Funny, I wrongly assumed EVERYONE would have the same childhood firefly memories I did. Wow, they TRULY are a gift! They're magical:) As a child in the summer, we loved filling a jar & then putting it on a chest in our room & falling asleep to their flash. My children have done the same, and Stephen some time ago "somehow" didn't fasten the lid...let's just say those little critters didn't stay in his room but rather enjoyed their freedom elsewhere (I didn't think they were quite so wonderful then).
p.s. MY word verif. is wyfpixe--"wife pixie" :)
This is my favorite of all your posts that I have read. And I did have the same childhood experience as you.
MY first experience with fireflies was at the same time as my mom's (see post above. She always gets the first comment in. lol) It is one of my fondest memories about Dover.
My other half told me a story about fireflies that tickled me. He said that him and his cousins used to step on fireflies and then chase each other around, guiding themselves only by the light left on the bottom of their shoes. Not that I condone the smooshing of insects, it is just funny to me the differences in childhood memories, especially between little boys and girls. :)
I have to pipe in - because NO, we don't have fireflies in the West - must be that they never crossed over the Rocky Mountains or something....
but my first sight was 11 years ago when I visited a friend in Hoboken, New Jersey. I was so excited, until I caught one and saw up close how DANG UGLY they were. I decided they were enchanting from afar.
gotta love lightening bugs:)
I saw some this summer too but not enough to catch any!
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