I saw my first firefly last night. He was flying all alone over the meadow lighting briefly along the high grass and then again up around the piney edge. He must have been an advance…
In 2003 our family moved to the mountains of Vermont. We had long lived in the city and had gotten a crush on the idea of country living from many long weekends up here leaf peeping and being tourists. Turns out we knew nothing about living in the country, or what it was like to live in the mountains where the winters are long and the rules were all different ...read more