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May 22, 2004
The butterflies were everywhere. You literally had to watch where you walked. They fluttered and swooped, dancing in the air. Any bad feelings dissolved immediately. I was not the only one filled with wonder at the sight; Geoffrey melted at the edges, especially when one butterfly attached itself to his shirt. I was not so lucky, no butterflies came to visit me, but they did not mind my getting very up close and personal with them as I took note of their antennae, the curving tube that is their mouth, the marvelous variation in color, shape and size of wings.