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We don't have fireflies in Utah - it's too hot and dry. So they are one of the things I look forward to enjoying when I get back east. I recall seeing many on a trip to DeKalb, Illinois in the 80's, and always enjoy them whenever I'm on the Kellogg farm in Gap Mills.
The other night ToniAnne and I went into the countryside northeast of Harrisonburg to visit a friend. The conversation continued well into the gloaming, and we sat outside and watched the flashing jewels rise out of the grass and commence their nightly routine of "Here I am! Come boink me!" There were so many that the large trees on the property twinkled as though it were Christmas. I have never seen so many lightning bugs at once in my life.
Oh, yeah - and coming back from PonyCon we drove through the evening migration. Did you know that if a firefly is "on" when he hits your windshield, the blob of glup left behind continues glowing green for a few seconds...
The other night ToniAnne and I went into the countryside northeast of Harrisonburg to visit a friend. The conversation continued well into the gloaming, and we sat outside and watched the flashing jewels rise out of the grass and commence their nightly routine of "Here I am! Come boink me!" There were so many that the large trees on the property twinkled as though it were Christmas. I have never seen so many lightning bugs at once in my life.
Oh, yeah - and coming back from PonyCon we drove through the evening migration. Did you know that if a firefly is "on" when he hits your windshield, the blob of glup left behind continues glowing green for a few seconds...
