Thursday, May 25, 2006
The other day I had the extreme pleasure of sitting on my back porch and watching a little purple butterfly for over a half hour. Then it flew out of sight to go explore the vast reaches of the front yard. I told a friend about this, and she asked me if I had had nothing to do or if I was bored. I told her no, I had plenty of housework to do, and that I had been far from bored, I was actually in the middle of a tv show when I stepped outside with all the puppies and became entranced by this small purple butterfly fluttering from flower to flower and so on. It was a beautiful sight, controlled and yet completely chaotic. I think sometimes we just have to stop and watch the butterflies….and expect some to never understand why.