But these are flowers that fly and all but sing:
And now from having ridden out desire
They lie closed over in the wind and cling
Where wheels have freshly sliced the April mire.
~Robert Frost, “Blue-Butterfly Day”

I spotted this butterfly in my neighborhood during an early morning walk!

I can appreciate people who love to photograph beautiful or even majestic views of landscapes, but something in me wants to inspect all the little things in that big picture!

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