… the joy of seeing fireflies. Even on the bike, I occasionally see them, but walking in the late evening is the time. Of course, they are hard to photograph. Without going into too much detail, the modern automatic camera is always straining to to get as much light through the shutter as possible, so, in the gloaming, it makes an impossibly long exposure. There are a few photos on Flickr, but nothing compares with the real thing dancing in the air around you. I was walking home yesterday evening, the bike having failed to start again, and I was surrounded by these fairy lights most of the way. There’s probably something seasonal and habitat-specific, but, hey, I don’t think I want to know the details. They are just a charming addition to life in a warmish climate, and until you’ve seen them, you can’t really appreciate them. It’s like the aurora borealis, which doesn’t photograph or film well, but is staggeringly beautiful to experience. At this rate, I’ll be on to UFOs next.
On a more mundane note, I’ve discovered that the RSS feed isn’t working for this blog. I’ll be sorting that out Real Soon Now.