I wandered across the meadow next door. It was a warm summer’s night, dark, and moonless..

..There were a handful of fireflies flickering intermittently, some so close to me I could see they were burning green as they flew, and some further away, who seemed to be flashing white.

And in the sky above them a continual roil of distant summer lightning (the storm distant enough that it was silent) burned and flashed and illuminated the clouds. It seemed as if the lightning bugs were talking to the lightning, in a perfect call and response of flash and counterflash. I watched the sky and the meadow flash and flash and realised that I was perfectly happy…


Text by Neil Gaiman. Have a great summer. I’m taking some time off to recharge and reboot.





4 thoughts on “Summer

  1. Alex says:

    Happy trails dude, catch you after your holibobs 🙂

  2. euansmith says:

    Are you okay, dude? Did you make it back from your holiday? I’ve just noticed that I’ve not seen stuff from you on Ammobunker or BoLS.

    • Hi!
      Thanks for the concern mate, I’m perfectly fine but I’ve changed job and it is 1600 km away so still adjusting to that reality with four kids back home.
      I’m off bunker and forums in general due to the photobucket clusterfuck and will be up again here and on BoLS at the end of august I reckon.

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