More fireflies

By the time I finished mowing the lawn tonight, the fireflies were coming out of wherever it is they rest during the day, to flash and look for mates. They seem to synch up with each other after a while, so suddenly it’ll be like a hundred flash bulbs going off in a stadium at the same time. It’s really quite spectacular.

Burt Likko

Pseudonymous Portlander. Homebrewer. Atheist. Recovering litigator. Recovering Republican. Recovering Catholic. Recovering divorcé. Recovering Former Editor-in-Chief of Ordinary Times. House Likko's Words: Scite Verum. Colite Iusticia. Vivere Con Gaudium.