As I read this, and look at the photo I am remembering Center Lovell and the fireflies and the loons. We visited once, with your grandmother before your mom had married. The grass hadn’t been mowed. I seem to recall fireflies like the grass that way. I’m pretty sure loons are indifferent. It was raining that weekend and very quiet. Your story reads like Maine on a summer weekend in warm rain. Thank you.
As I read this, and look at the photo I am remembering Center Lovell and the fireflies and the loons. We visited once, with your grandmother before your mom had married. The grass hadn’t been mowed. I seem to recall fireflies like the grass that way. I’m pretty sure loons are indifferent. It was raining that weekend and very quiet. Your story reads like Maine on a summer weekend in warm rain. Thank you.