catch a firefly

It flew away so fast I didn’t even get to hold it.. I want to catch another one but prolly next summer :)

Did this so many times as a kid! I past this on to my daughter because it is so much fun!

childhood memories. Glass jars with holes in the lids!! Waiting till dark so that we could catch as many as we could. :)

I went out for a walk by the lake after work tonight and the park was full of glowey things floating among the trees! I got one in my hand and let it go away. Ooo!

His name was Henry McMilligan.

The firefly, I mean.

We had fascinating conversations late into the night, so I should probably cross that goal off my list as well.

...and don’t try this at home.

C’mon guys.

...is where I saw my first fireflies. Now in Italy six years later to the day I have seen fireflies for the second time in my life.
Lying on my back in the grass next to my fratello, looking at the stars above us and he says “You’re glowing” – I look down and there are fireflies all over me and hovering around us…sigh...feeling so blessed.

...I caught the very first firefly I saw this year! Rather, he caught me. I was walking to my car and out of the darkness this firefly just landed on the back of my hand. I wonder if he thought I looked like a big glowworm? I’m sure he was disappointed that I was a mere human. Hope he eventually found his Mrs. Firefly!

I did it at my grandmas at night with an old fashioned mason jar. Those are very fun memories to look back on! :)

. . . at least once in their life.

It is such a delight to run around in the yard on a late evening in summer chasing the little blinking lights - fireflys are such a tease - and such a marvel.

for me, it was when I was a kid in Arkansas, Georgia, Louisiana, Texas—fireflys were abundant every summer

we would put them in jars and have little glowing jars—