Going home late along the river last night, I was admiring the lovely fireflies, which have become rare around here since my childhood.

Then I discovered that if a firefly is lit up when it hits you and sticks in the corner of your eye as you ride throught the darkness along a narrow trail bordered by steep riverbank on one side and slightly less deep but equally steep ravine on the other, said damned insect continues to flash, wiggle and make crawling movements with its legs on your cornea in a very distracting fashion until you can get it the heck off you. How it git under my glasses, I don't know.