My Dad's camera is completely incompatible with my computer, so after every trip to Maine he sends me a thumb drive with the pictures he took while here.
I was going through his Christmas pics recently when I noticed what looked like lightning bugs twinkling in the dusky light of a cold winter late afternoon, and I stopped short for a moment.
They're actually only the reflection of Christmas tree lights on our back porch window, but it was a sweet paradox for that brief moment.
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