Fireflies at Dusk

Last night Ellen asked if I would sit and watch her catch fireflies in our back yard.  Ingredients:  A jar, dusk, and a cool summer evening.  One could say it was a glimpse of heaven seeing the flickering lights across the forest with my daughter enjoying the evening activity. 

After a jar full, Ellen announced the darkness had created increasing difficulty in the catch.  So she announced the release while we sat drinking our lemonade.  Out came the candles to impede the mosquitoes and create our  own flicker as we watched the firefly dance fade into complete darkness.