Our Saturday was off to an early start with the dogs favorite game of 'chuckit.'
Even at the start of the day, the heat we've been having quickly wore out the dogs.
The rest of the day was spent mostly inside where it was cool. It ended when I let them out for the last time and my eyes caught the lazy, drifting method of flight of the lightning bugs. Each year I write about the arrival of fireflies or lightning bugs as they are known in the south.
Even though it was late and I was tired, I got a little excited because it just can't be summer without lightening bugs. To me there is just something about watching their luminescent magic on a warm, muggy summer night with the myriad of stars shimmering overhead against the back-drop of near total darkness. I looked down at the dogs and said something to them about how good it was to see them for the first time this year. They just looked at me with bored indifference.
But just like when I was a kid, I am spellbound by them.