Eyes in the night
It was a dark and stormy night (actually it was clear – but stormy sounds better) when we saw them staring at us in a State Park in New Orleans (N’walins to locals) as we took an evening stroll. First one darted by, then another blinked on and off in the nearby tree line. Soon more joined in until we were surrounded by eerily staring, but unsynchronized blinking eyes, steadily going on and off. Having seen just one before, we realized we were surrounded by hundreds of fireflies. For a minute it felt like we were on the “Pirates of the Caribbean” ride in Disneyland, only it was better because they were real; one of those special, unplanned moments.