Today while feeding the butterflies, one escaped. It flew to the natural light at the window and stayed for a while. I wondered how the snowy world looks to a butterfly. Watching it, I sensed both longing and playfulness, though it was probably my own. The contrast of a butterfly on a snowy day was new for me.
(Update: We had a total of 14 inches and blizzard conditions later that day!)
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