So I write this because the experience made me think of those classic traditional fly fishing images...Driving home tonight along the parkway (that's what they call them out here), dodging deer (had a really close one tonight), I was watching the fireflies smacking into my windshield and wondering if and for how long they continued to glow on my bumper...thinking all the time how appropriate the surreal green glow of these bugs is to carp fishing here, as the mayflies and caddis on a Montana pick-up's license plate are to trout fishing in the west...
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