Thursday morning we woke up to two inches of nice snow. I was so excited! Clara was excited! John was ho hum. When I went looking for my baret I found my rabbit fur hat that Uncle Carl had given me from Russia. So here it is. It is toasty warm.
Butterflies are known for their unusual life cycle that includes a spectacular metamorphosis from caterpillar to a colorful winged adult. They have an erratic yet graceful flight pattern that attracts attention when they pass. The Ancient Greek word for butterfly is psȳchē, which means soul. I particularly admire their symmetry and kaleidoscope of colors.
1 comment:
The little one is beautiful, and is good photo material.
Oh, and the hat helps, too. ;)
Aye,
Scratch
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