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10:04 p.m., 2002-07-08
i sat out at the end of the dock enjoying the rippling reflections from the lights across the cove coupled with the orange-tinted wavering flicker of the moon as affected by the forest fires in canada and a dip in the jet stream.a strange green twinkling crossed my gaze and lightly touched the surface of the water as a pensive and/or tentative feline might swat at water in a bowl just to assure itself the bowl is full. or not. at any rate, it fluttered across the surface near where i sat. it elicited its own slight echoing touchdown and hovered onward.
a lightning bug.
after plinking its wings down in the water one too many times there were aerodynamic difficulties. the lampyridae cannot fly so well with wet wings. the dampened wings flittered briefly on the surface before sinking abruptly below with a splash resembling one of those old high-speed shutter crown-shaped splashes you see on the discovery channel in slow motion.
the green light of the firefly's abdomen blinked out a slow and sad SOS as it inched in choking spurts farther and farther below the surface.
its tone became frantic and staccato just before the little sinking green light ceased to blink.
i stood up at the end of the dock and walked slowly to shore, unsure at the time if what i had just witnessed was an intentional insect suicide or just a course-of-nature sort of thing...
there were just too many implications for me to even begin to ponder at 4a.m. ...
(in relation to the previous 2 entries: more pictures to come, by the way)
