Alive Again in a Mourning Cloak
The first butterfly of the spring reminds us that the world doesn't really go dead in winter
The butterfly took me a bit by surprise, it having been a few months since I’ve seen one in Philadelphia. We were taking a family hike in a wooded Philly on Sunday when it flew by us and then danced and teased, never sitting still enough to offer a decent photo op. With a deep purple back with a wide, pale-yellow border I knew exactly what it was and ex…
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