Admittedly, it is winter and the dry season, so few butterflies are flying now. However, things are still flying and my collection is slowly growing bit by bit. Every so often I take my net with me and pause every now and again to chase a bobbing blur of color. Currently I’m at 36.
Some of my favorite moments are when someone asks what my net is for. When I explain they say “Oh, but no butterflies are flying now [you silly girl]. You should come back in the summer.” I agree and then offer to show them my catch of the day. I take each one out, spread the wings, and let them marvel at the beauty. They tend to then be rather quiet for the rest of the conversation.
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