So I said to my husband… I never saw the fireflies this year. Maybe I missed them.
He said, they are out tonight.
I pulled on my boots for a walk through the field.
There they were lighting up the night, dancing in the dark.
I took a picture to no avail.
I looked back at my studio window. I had been up there hooking in the cool of the night.
There it was uppn looking at the snapshot, it was as if my studio window was the firefly.