Suddenly, I'm 5 again

I don't use the word "delightful" too often. In fact, I can't remember ever using it. But at some point this evening, I was working in the kitchen and I looked out the window into the back yard, and it was like a million little shooting stars were darting through the yard.

It's firefly season!



I would swear that this was suddenly the first night these buggers were lighting up the yard like a Christmas display. I'm sure I would have noticed them before. And nothing says summer like chasing around lightning bugs in your jammies and pink cowgirl boots, so I found myself outside wandering around the yard with Zoe, soaking it in like it was the first twinkling snow of winter.



When I lived in Florida, we rarely saw fireflies, and even last summer here, I was so excited to show Zoe how to catch them... but I was disappointed that they weren't in abundance like I remembered from my youth. But seeing how we live out in the boonies now, I guess that's were they have all flocked, and I think every one of them was in our yard tonight!





We pranced and we danced and we spied the bugs and made friends and sent them on their way. Zoe squealed and laughed and it was just like how I remembered it being when I was a little girl.

It was... how do you say... DELIGHTFUL.

Just magical.