I've been here for over three years and there are two things about summer in DC that I still haven't gotten used to:
1. The humidity. It's awful. And it wilts me.
2. The fireflies. They're beautiful (unless I look at them up close, then they're scary like any other bug...). For a girl who grew up in the West, they'll never cease to be magical. On Saturday there were so many in the trees, that it looked like fireworks, or very small, insistent strobe lights.