Hard choices and the firefly

The fireflies came early this year, and in one special place they came in numbers undimmed by the yellow moon.

In a high field with a broad horizon the grass has been left to grow tall, and we made a twilit pilgrimage on a warm night last week to watch the lightning bugs dance. 

It was a thrill I have been denied in recent years, as the field beyond my own fence has passed to a different owner with different priorities, but there they were in their winking hundreds, free for any with a mind to stop and see.

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