Over the years, I have not seen enough of them to figure out when they first show up...only that they haven’t been showing up much, if at all.
I went up to Maine some years ago (back in the early Nineties) to a rural town named Sedgewick on the peninsula between the Belfast and Bar Harbor peninsula, and my friend’s grandmother had an old farmhouse, still had the wood burning stove at that time, and she was on a road with a huge meadow about a quarter mile across.
One night, as I looked out over that huge meadow, the entire thing was alight with fireflies. It was magical. It is one of my most treasured memories. All those fireflies!
Wow… wish I could have seen that! I love the Maine coast and I love fireflies. Fireflies are indeed magical… 🙂