Lights out

It's weird: yesterday evening there were hundreds of fireflies in my backyard, flying around and flashing their tale feathers and energetically lighting up the air. Just now I went out and there are none. I saw a couple on the porch though, crawling slowly around, in darkness. I wonder if that is their equivalent of like, getting ready for bed. Or maybe something happened...? The electricity on our block went out earlier tonight—I wonder if that is related.

Yan, direct from Paris, assures me that they are still there. "You can find them in the day," he says.