There's a magical feeling about fireflies...

With the onset of the rainy season, the fireflies come out in droves just after dusk for an hour or two and light up our black skies. Tonight, I took Frankie out for a short walk and there were hundreds of them twinkling around us. Frankie seemed a little confused: first she barked at them, then pounced. One landed on her nose. Cross-eyed and ears pricked, she froze not quite sure what to do next. I couldn't help but chuckle.

I'm not sure why, but standing amidst these lightning bugs makes me feel like a child. There's a wondrous, curious and magical feeling in the air... like witnessing Tinkerbell and all her relatives at some incredible party. I'm not entirely sure, but I think I might've shared this same observation in a post a year ago. If so, at least I'm consistent, eh. All I can say is they are spectacularly beautiful and fill me with awe and inspiration! Something everyone should experience at least once in their lifetime. Truly sublime.

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