School is out. The pool is open and summertime fun is here again.
While straightening up last week I came upon an old jar.
For anyone else it would simply be that.
A jar with a partially rusted lid with holes in it.
But that jar held within it the sounds and squeals of summers past
when we would catch fireflies.
Catching fireflies. My mind races back to
summers in Kansas City, Missouri
racing across the neighborhood yards clasping my jar
and being so proud of that one little firefly that I caught
even though the other kids could always seem to catch more.
Amazing creatures, aren’t they, as their lights go on and off?
And then my memory goes forward to when my daughter
was ever so young.
When it began to get dusk
I’d give her a jar
and she would giggle and squeal
as she caught first one
and then another
But then the first one would get out before she could get the second one in.
“Be careful when you take off the lid,” I’d say.
But that was hard for such a young one to manage. Those small hands and fingers.
So I’d go beside her
and together we would quickly take off the lid
Capture another one
and fast as lightning
snap the lid back on.
We’d watch those fireflies light up that jar.
Enjoying the night sounds on a warm summer’s eve
before going to bed
open the jar and let them all go free.
Then when I had another little girl
We taught her how to catch the fireflies
To marvel at their tiny size
and the greatness of that light.
The world has changed a lot, hasn’t it?
But there’s something still amazing to me
about those little fireflies. I’m struck by wonder as I gaze at them.
You might want to relive your childhood memories by catching some yourself this summer.
The following link will give you some good ideas.
Have fun catching them,
handle them gently
and be sure to let them go.
Enjoy some shining moments.
Grab your jar
Make sure there are tiny holes in the lid.
And experience the joys of a simple pleasures.
Yes, my jar is all ready for another summer of catching fireflies
and so am I.