I have just returned from a camping trip with Gerd at a marvellous wilderness rainforest area where we did not see another soul for several days. On one of those nights, with boobook owls calling in the distance and dusk turning to dark, small strongly fluorescent lights started moving lazily through the trees, blinking on and off each second – fireflies! I stood and watched entranced.
It was an Andre moment. Last time I had seen fireflies was about 20 years ago when we were camped at Caves Beach, Jervis Bay. We came across them on returning to the campsite from the beach at dusk. Andre was entranced. He managed to catch one and put it in an empty matchbox, so we could watch the display at close quarters for a while before releasing the firefly to join its mates. I can still see Andre’s face at that time, musing about how it was done and marvelling at the beauty.....
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Les
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ReplyDeleteThose moments are very special, when they evoke a memory like this one of Andre.
Interesting that it should be a dancing light, a symbol capturing Andre’s spirit, and who knows? Maybe Andre was there with you that night.
Thanks for sharing that moment.
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Wend
There's a dancing light in the form of a candle burning at the cemetery overnight and probably well into tomorrow too. I lit it just before they locked up, it was already quite dark. As I left I looked back to see that one flickering light glowing bright against the surrounding shadows.
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