The plaintive bleat of a left-behind fawn. A pearl crescent butterfly explores my palm with its proboscis, reading between the lines.
The Morning Porch
The view from my front porch every morning, in 140 or fewer characters
The plaintive bleat of a left-behind fawn. A pearl crescent butterfly explores my palm with its proboscis, reading between the lines.
and those lines continue on– a path across the universe, tracing lines on the hands of others before returning again to the exploring butterfly.
sherry
Pearly palimpsest. Awesome.
Thanks. As I said on Twitter, this is a very common butterfly, but I still had to look it up to verify the ID. It’s a good example of how this project forces me to learn things I already “knew.”
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