When I was a kid growing up in Minnesota, Fireflies were a big thing for me. On humid summer evenings it looked like some stars had come down to Earth.
I see fewer and fewer of them as time passes; could be the places I find myself in, or there could be smaller numbers of these critter about.
Last Saturday, T and I went to a party at a friend’s house and at one point, grabbed some chairs under a tree and started to do some music…and I saw a firefly. T says she saw a whole bunch, but I was too busy playing guitar to look.
They’re still here.