farewell prospect park

a balmy evening, tenille on the telephone back in oz, a late evening stroll.. stepping over picnickers, weaving between concert goers and ducking under orbiting frisbees i had a chance encounter with some fireflies. it was my first.i was an unbeliever - but became quickly convinced - you can ask tenille, she was still on the other end of the telephone. i learned shortly after that they only appear at the height of summer and in north america they glow yellow (as distinct from their green and red south american cousins).