Thursday June 28, 2012

The plaintive bleat of a left-behind fawn. A pearl crescent butterfly explores my palm with its proboscis, reading between the lines.


  1. and those lines continue on– a path across the universe, tracing lines on the hands of others before returning again to the exploring butterfly.


    1. 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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