Daily Archives: July 18, 2016

…And A Little Flower

You may recall that I’ve mentioned before my mother’s love of butterflies. In the 20+ years since her death, I’ve rarely seen one that I haven’t thought of her.

Last week, I glanced out of our dining room window late one afternoon and noticed a Swallowtail amongst my flowers. Within seconds, my camera and I were headed outside.

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I was honored that our local paper thought this photo worthy of publication yesterday.

I don’t recall the name of the perennial, but I’ll try to remember/research that before this post publishes. (Update: no luck.  Perhaps my readers can help identify?)

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The butterfly was flitting all around this old metal stake, and I hoped it would land nearer, but it didn’t oblige.

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But it definitely put on a show for me.

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And I could almost feel Mom’s smile.

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Just living is not enough,” said the butterfly, “one must have sunshine, freedom and a little flower.
Hans Christian Andersen

~These Days Of  Mine~

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