Catch and release. Fishing…catching lightning bugs. I love to do both of these things. Fishing is a peaceful experience if you don’t think about the gross parts.
I remember running around my grandma and grandpa’s backyard with an old Jiffy jar trying to catch lightning bugs. My brother and I usually made quite a haul. Back then, I used to love the part when I could rip off their rear ends and make beautiful glow-in-the-dark jewelry for myself. Seriously…who thought of that? “Hey, how about we tear the lower half of this bug off, smear it on our fingers and call it a diamond?” Usually, though, I think Mom made us let them go. Probably because she didn’t want to deal with a jar full of dead bugs in the house the next morning; who can blame her? They’re pretty to look at, flying around in the sky at night. I feel like I see less and less of them these days, even when I am back at home in the Boro. Hope they stick around for a while.
Five Minute Friday is a weekly one-word writing prompt by Lisa Jo Baker. You have five minutes to write whatever pops into your head.