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Mumbles
They are growing too fast! Denise will be nine this week, and Allen will be a "teenager" when his next birthday rolls around. That thought gives me the same feeling I got when Judy turned 30. They have been spending their days at Kolomoki State Park at the Ranger Camp. The evenings... well yesterday when I got home they had been keeping cattle egret airborne over a freshly mowed pasture with the golf cart. Trying to figure out what I could do with them when I got home this evening that would top chasing cattle egret, I stumbled across a recent email from our good old friend stranded down in the Tampa area - Norm Smith. He was reminiscing about catching fireflies during his childhood in Blakely. Al Warrick told me several years ago that the Old Farmers' Almanac had a story about fireflies stating that Early County was the firefly capital of the world. That's it! I'll punch some holes in the tops of some jars and we'll catch some lightning bugs. Humm... I remember swatting some mosquitoes the past couple of evenings, but I don't remember seeing any fireflies. Gotta be out there, though. It's summer. The weather's just right, and this IS the lightning bug capital of the world. If they don't have their blinkers on the jars won't go to waste. They will also hold crickets, grasshoppers, Lady Bugs and rolly pollies. We could dig up some beetles and make them fight, or... How many of you remember the June Bugs? We used to catch them, tie a string to their leg and let them fly around on a leash!
Then again, I might just get them to teach me something else on my computer.
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