Tuesday, October 08, 2013
City Creek Trail
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Despite the pouty lips John actually had a great time. He climbed up a big hill four or five time and raced down it as fast as he could. Margaret stayed close to me and was a little touchy. Clara and John wrote there names in the dirt and made towers. It was a gorgeous walk after school! I can't believe I just found this trail for the first time.
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Why Butterfly?
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.
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- City Creek Trail Again
- Denning's Visit
- Day Lillie Seed Pod
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- Black & White and Color
- Leaves
- Make yourself comfortable.
- City Creek Trail
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