January 8, 2010

Butterfly house.

In Seattle, there is a house for butterflies. They fly freely everywhere. We were so excited to take Marguerite, to have butterflies land on her shoulders and to watch her face in awe. Naturally, our eyes and mouths were as wide as hers.

Even more than the fair-winged creatures, I was held by the chrysalides and cacoons. Bright yellow, metallic and leaf-impersonators.

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