Seen, tonight, the first firefly.
And the second.
And - I think - the third.
It was hard to count, competing with lightning flashes on the northwest horizon. The setting sun was almost green tonight, in a perfume haze of honeysuckle. They're calling for severe thunderstorms. The lightning bugs flitted about the top promenade, just at the edge of the woods, going no deeper. I wonder if they're scared of the thunder and lightning?
I can hardly wait for their own lightning show. . . .
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picture is Maxfield Parish's Lantern Bearers
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