I know these photos aren't art but it was a memorable experience to see it craw under our cement porch. After Kelly killed it, and we figured out what it was we regretted it. We thought that it could have been a rattle snake and we didn't want take the chance of having a poisonous snake in our back yard.
We let Clara and John touch it after it was dead. Clara got quite bold and John touched it once then was done. It was amazing to see it still slither even after it's head was chopped off.
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.