End of last year I moved back to Ohio. Bought a rural home on 5 acres of land and 3.5 acres of it is woodland that we intend to keep wild.
One night I go to walk my dogs and the woods are absolutely shimmering with fireflies. Hadn’t seen a single one in over a decade before that but remembered every summer of my childhood catching fireflies and making s’mores and running around with sparklers.
It was beautiful. It still is, they are still out every night lighting up the dark.
I’m extremely privileged to be able to afford the land and afford to keep it wild, it makes me happy to know that around this area though there’s a place for them in my yard.
Remember when the entire west coast was burned to the ground during the George Floyd protests. Whole thing, every city, gone.
I mean I lived in the Bay Area and San Francisco seemed completely unaffected. But the news told me daily about how every city had been turned into a mad max style thunder dome where the only medical care that remained was gender affirming transition surgeries.
It’s fun being governed now by the candidates that appealed to the voters who saw that and went, “yep, that’s gotta be true”