Those are my birthday whimsical wishes. I didn't have much in the way of thunderstorms growing up and I find them fascinating still. I first saw a firefly when I moved to North Carolina when I was 21. And just about every year we've lived here in Middleville, the first fireflies come out about this time. They are simple and they simply make me smile. And it is good to smile on your birthday.
Friday, May 23, 2008
A thunderstorm and fireflies
Posted by Butterfly Wife at 6:17 AM
Labels: Daily Coping