We drove in the humid summery like heat on hot gray pavements in the dark of the evening along side lush green pastures of the Flint Hill's countryside that holds gentle slopes and valleys. The Fireflies actively flutter about all aglow flickering like dots of illuminated glitter twinkling twilight lime green.
Connect the dots from one bug to another. All seem to have some reason to blink.
Fireflies blink then vanish in a split second disappearing into thin air. They make themselves known to others as if to say, "See me now. Catch me later if you can."
Do you suppose God created these insects to entertain young inquisitive children? What about old worn-out adults that don't mind being young again when remembering the flashes in the dark?
Their lime green glitter doesn't last long, but they add to the scenery a beauty needed to bring back childhood memories of running to catch the Fireflies in my hands so I could stare at the bug now at my mercy. What should I do with this small thing quietly blinking in my grasp?
I have often wondered how these creatures have the ability to twinkle in the moonlight. Flickering so.
This JUNE day ended much like any other JUNE day with a thunderstorm rumbling with strong winds and an overdose of rain water flooding the yard.
Swerving in the wind...our car stayed the course on the way HOME as the storm blew through the area. Rain beating on the glass windshield of the car pounded the wipers as we drove HOME.
GOD HAS MADE MORE THAN ONE KIND OF FIREFLY
ALSO KNOWN AS LIGHTNING BUGS.
ALSO KNOWN AS LIGHTNING BUGS.
FIRE IS FLYING WITH EACH STRIKE OF LIGHTNING.
PERSONALLY I LIKE THE LITTLE ONES THAT BLINK LIME GREEN
ON THEIR BOTTOMS BETTER THAN THE ELECTRICAL ONES COMING FROM THE SKIES.
Sitting in my overstuffed chair, the lightning flashed as if it wanted to invade my privacy as I sat by the window typing away or perhaps steal my peace. It did get my attention.
No curtains on the windows yet, but there is hope that this week there will be.
I have never tired of the seasonal Fireflies. One of nature's joys that bring pleasant memories to mind.
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3 comments:
Sweet memories! I love fireflies too. We grew up calling them lightening bugs!
I use to call them lightning bugs also. Fits them to the t.
Lightning bugs is one of my favorite childhood memories when we would visit relatives in eastern Kansas..... all we had in the southwest was flies, mosquitoes and june bugs. Couldn't wait for evening time when the yards would come alive with the magical yellow-green glow from these seemingly invisible bugs.
Hubby
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