Friday, February 10, 2017
Poetry Night
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We prepared by making treats and rolling some beeswax candles. Later we piled the poetry books, popped popcorn, and lit the candles. John read the Jabberwocky, Clara did a little Roald Dahl. Kelly did Casey at the Bat. Even Margaret recited Picnic. I revisited Yeats and Burns. Good times! Come next time! You are all invited.
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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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