This was one of the biggest things that struck me when I moved from the big city out to the country. Growing up in the Los Angeles area of Southern California, night time was for trouble making. The gangs, pimps, pushers and dumb kids like me were the only ones out and about. Then I moved to a small town in Tennessee, which didn't even show up on most maps, and night time was a completely different experience.
My first night there people were laughing at me because it was the very first time I had ever seen actual fireflies. I knew they existed and I had seen them simulated for TV and movies, typically just slowly blinking lights on fishing line, but I had never seen a real one just out and about. After that I would spend hours just sitting outside in the dark and experience all the wonders that the night held.