10 June 2006 · 2 comments

I’m sitting on the back porch on a pleasant Saturday afternoon. I’m sipping a gin fizz. Toto is perched on the railing, surveying the yard. Kris is at work in the garden.

In the back hedge, a swallowtail butterfly alights upon the pale purple rhododendron, the rhododendron that towers nearly twenty feet above the ground. The scene is gorgeous — butterfly and blossom make perfect complements, framed by a forest of green. The swallowtail flutters from flower to flower. I’d like to take a picture, but it is only there for ten or twenty seconds before it breezes away.

1 alan June 12, 2006 at 08:38

It’s a good thing too, because had you taken that photo, it would have caused an earthquake in Indonesia. Or time to change. Or something.

Mind photos are good too.

2 Stephan Dennis June 22, 2007 at 03:16

The largest-ever Glastonbury music festival is due to get under way fully with rain predicted to fall…

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