A lone little daisy in the field.

We have four days of rain coming up so we spent the entire day outside getting caught up on mowing and trimming. If we don’t stay on top of it, we will soon look like a tropical rainforest. I was looking at the hedgerow around the fields and the yard yesterday. We really need to get the hedge trimmers and the chain saw out and get some of this stuff cut back before it takes over. 

I was out in the camper the other night and opened all the curtains and windows to let the cool night air in. It was a waining moon and really dark out. I pulled the screen aside and curled up on the bed…my chin resting on my hand. There was a light show extraordinaire going on outside in the trees lining the creek. The lightning bugs were out in force. 

I hope you can see the little twikle lights of the lightning bugs.

When I was a kid, we ran around in the yard at Grandma’s catching lightning bugs and putting them in jars. We put them on our bedside tables thinking they’d be so bright at night, we could read by the light of their little tails. Unfortunately, the sweet harmless bugs met their end in the glass jars, I’m afraid. But we were children and it was the ‘50s. Life was simple and easy.

I had never seen lightning bugs the way I see them here. I suppose when I was a child, I just never looked up to see them in the trees. They turn the woods into sparkling twinkle lights and it delights me every time I see it. it happens like this for just a few short weeks, so I spend as much time as I can…sitting and watching. Storing up the experience and saving it for the dark nights of winter. I think that’s why I love the Christmas tree to be left up for so long when the days are so short. 

Our babies…one laying in the shade and the other standing to the right.

We elected not to drive into town last night for more fireworks. We were pretty tired and we’d already seen them on Saturday here in our little town. The Annual Ice Cream Social was held with a parade, a 5K run, live music and vendor booths, culminating in a glorious fireworks display down in the field next to the elementary school. We parked our truck in the school parking lot along with several other local townspeople. 

I’ve lived in a lot of places in my life. Big cities and small towns and on five little acres out in the country. I’ll take the country any day of the week where I can sit and watch nature’s fireworks…up in the trees in the form of fireflies or up in the sky in the form of lightning and the rolling thunder of these West Virginia Hills.

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“Go to the ant, O sluggard; consider her ways, and be wise.”

Proverbs 6:6 ESV