a tale of tails, tenacity, and tedium, as told by me, usually barefoot and bellowing

Sunday, September 25, 2016

I Grow Sad

when the butterflies wear out.
It's all part of the cycle of life.
Somewhere butterfly eggs wait for spring.

12 comments:

Ginny Hartzler said...

Me too. I mourn the loss of summer and light. More and more as I get older.

Harry Flashman said...

I was thinking today that when you are young, you never think about "not being here." But you do when you get older.

Josie Two Shoes said...

Maybe because we can relate so well. ❤️

LindaG said...

I await the cooler temperatures.

Have a blessed week, Gail. ♥

Ornery Owl of Naughty Netherworld Press and Readers Roost said...

I've always loved butterflies. My childhood nickname was Butterfly.
My son and I went to the butterfly enclosure at the Denver Botanic Gardens on Friday.
I remember when I was 3 years old and saw a dead butterfly on the sidewalk. I wept for it.
I'm more stoic about such things now, but I feel sympathy for that little girl who loved butterflies so much and wanted them to live forever.

TexWisGirl said...

life is hard and often short.

MadSnapper said...

they don't live long but they live beauty personified

Linda Kay said...

There is something about butterflies leaving, leaves falling, flowers fading, etc, that makes the onset of fall and winter seem sad, but the good news is that Spring will be here before you know it!

Arkansas Patti said...

Their time is brief but my is it glorious. Such gentle, beautiful creatures.

gld said...

They do look so bedraggled. I worry when I see several caterpillars on a plant and the next day they are gone! Birds? Never seen a chrysalis hanging anywhere.

Anonymous said...

Beautiful! I love this! What kind is this one? My favourites are Swallowtails and Skippers.

Susan Anderson said...

Me, too. And I've told you before I rarely see them any more, where they used to be all over the place in CA.

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