Firefly

Bug courtesy of my big bro Steve. Photo mine.

One thing I like about the East: fireflies.

We always called them lightning bugs. Nothing brings back the summers of my childhood like a lawn at late dusk, sprinkled with lightning bugs twinkling in their lovesick short buggy lives.

There don't seem to be fireflies in the West. I think it's a humidity thing. Maybe the only good thing about this East Coast humidity, other than my cuticles looking more presentable.

What are your childhood summer memories?

Comments

[Kathi D]

Fireflies are so fascinating, but I grew up in Phoenix, and no fireflies there. My favorite summer memories are getting all the neighborhood kids and their visiting cousins and friends into huge hide and seek games that lasted long into the evenings.