i just love virginia in the summer. right around 8:30 is ridiculous - firefly's everywhere you look. we called them lightning bugs growing up and i still interchange the two. we grabbed any glass jar we could find during those hot muggy summer nights and ran around barefoot, on the freshly mowed grass, chasing after the fireflys.
when we caught enough to impress even thomas edison himself, we laid down on the grass, out of breath. by that time it would be dark. we had a jar to light our way home and it always seemed full of magic.
those feeling have not been lost, as i found myself tonight chasing after a lightning bug and holding it my hand to show a friend. watching the glowing pulse come from inside your palm is still magic. but i much prefer to watch them fly around, lighting up the still summer nights, nature's twinkle lights.
yes, virginia in the summer is quite lovely.