Two nights ago, jogging along the river, I spotted my first hotaru of the year. Last night, I spotted a couple more hiding in the overgrown banks, and even one flying out of the gutters.
My first hotaru sighting was in Yodoe, on a night-time cycle round town. Not knowing what I was seeing, I jolted to a sudden stop and rubbed my eyes, thinking perhaps my lack of sleep is finally laying claim to me. It took me a minute or two, as they kept disappearing in the darkness, only to reappear a lazy 6 inches away. I realized what it was and started following the ditches all the way home.
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