Last evening the muscadine vineyard was magical—yet all naturally occurring phenomena unfolding before our unbelieving eyes. An early afternoon thunderstorm with heavy rain and pea-sized hail gave way to cooler temperatures, passing clouds, and gradually clearing skies. Back working in the vineyard late in the afternoon, fog rose from grasses and wildflowers at vineyard’s edge, producing a mystical air. As evening advanced, sunset and variable clouds produced a full palette of color—pinks, purples, and orange the most prominent. A sliver of new moon and Venus emerged to prominence in the darkening sky. It was time to go home. As we departed, the scene continued to unfold as the recently abundant, brilliant fireflies began actively blinking their vibrant, illuminated tiny bodies, flying amidst the fog and the still-colorful dusky sky. Yes, it was like magic!