there was a dead butterfly along Colonial Parkway and that was the only butterfly that I could catch in my viewfinder! just thought it was an interesting title for the piece.
it is a gorgeous butterfly whose life was ended somehow but it seemed so complete, like it simply fell from the sky and slept.
I've been told that I am a pessimistic optimist who looks at the worst first but sees the hope always. I'm extremely dichotomous and ridiculously prejudiced. I love laughing though I never get the joke. I love watching the leaves dancing on the trees in the breeze, the clouds roll by through a deep blue sky and the stars twinkle at night. I am governed by the moon. I was dropped off, left under a rock in the New Mexico desert one dark night by the mother ship and I am anxiously awaiting my ride home - whatever planet that may be. The curious thing - my friends all agree.
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Why are you visting death?
there was a dead butterfly along Colonial Parkway and that was the only butterfly that I could catch in my viewfinder! just thought it was an interesting title for the piece.
it is a gorgeous butterfly whose life was ended somehow but it seemed so complete, like it simply fell from the sky and slept.
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