Once upon a time, we heard a story about fairies in a marsh just outside of town. The legend suggested that, on sultry summer nights, the lights of the fairies could be seen, dancing amongst the cattails and marsh grasses.
Of course, it was just a story, right?
Tonight, we set out, Hugh, Jana, the kids and I, to see the fairy lights for ourselves, and, we were not disappointed.
Yes, the "fairies" were merely fireflies, blinking and winking under the moonlit sky, but, we live in Colorado, where fireflies are said to be non-existent, so, either way, what we saw tonight was magical.
Our "fairies" were impossible to catch on film or video, but; they are now indelibly imprinted in the memories of three adults and four awe-struck teens.
There is magic in this world, you just have to look for it.