My son has a new hobby, but he knows it won't last long.
He catches fireflies. He zips around the yard, diving, jumping, doing his best to outwit the twinkling little insects and capture them, for just a moment, in his jar.
Then he holds them up to the sky and lets them go.
Firefly season in Michigan is fleeting. For just a few weeks our weather is perfect and our yards glow. Our days are warm and our nights are clear and cool.
Mother Nature lulls us into forgetting the soggy spring we just had, the icy winter that's just around the corner.
We revel in our picnics, our pools, our fun and our fireflies. Because this season ends all too soon.
Like my son, we know. We can only hold it for a moment. We need to make the most of it.
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