Just popt in to tell you this...
Every year its very exiting to see the first Fly;.. the first Bumble bee, AND the first BUTTERFLY...it happened to my husband on Saturday...he was in his office..looking out of the window and there she was...sitting in the sun on the windowpane..He didn't know what kind of butterfly it was but she was big and very dark of color...
Wishing you the best of times dear Butterfly...have a wonderfull flight through Spring..
In the middle of our porridge plates
There was a blue butterfly painted
And each morning we tried who should reach the
Then the Grandmother said: "Do not eat the poor
That made us laugh.
Always she said it and always it started us laughing.
It seemed such a sweet little joke.
I was certain that one fine morning
The butterfly would fly out of our plates,
Laughing the teeniest laugh in the world,
And perch on the Grandmother's lap.
by Katherine Mansfield
Art Frederick Morgan...the first Butterfly.