June 27, 2018
This evening's goal was to track down and observe the rare and legendary Photuris lucicrescens, the Boulder Firefly. To that end, our fearless few set forth after sunset...
But first, they gathered for a pleasant dinner at Sherpa's. Special guest E– joined D–, C–, D2, and S– for a family-style meal on the patio at Sherpa's. Entrees included saag, chicken tikka masala, lamb vindaloo, tofu aloo, momo platter, and garlic naan.
Phase 3: Trident Cafe, amid stacks of books and unsent postcards.
Phase 1: C– reported having seen fireflies near the Eagle Trail, west of the Boulder Reservoir and east of Boulder Valley Ranch. Therefore thither our triad traveled, amid blustery winds and lingering doubts that any flying insects (let alone the elusive firefly) would be aloft in such a tempest. All fears were put to rest as E– spotted a single firefly, just beyond the fence at the trailhead. The group headed west along the path, and as darkness descended, the weather began to calm. After three quarters of a mile, our fearless adventurers arrived at Little Dry Pond (aka "Boulder Valley Ranch Pond 1"), and, as if on cue, the fireflies emerged.
As the poet Bashō wrote in 1688:
Blade of grass
a firefly lands
takes off again.
The group tarried a while, enjoying the evening afterglow and the cries of coyotes. Meanwhile, frogs and night birds joined in chorus, and sang the sun to sleep.