Saturday, March 31, 2007
Butterflies are free to fly. Fly away. Fly Away. Bye Bye
I released the third butterfly this afternoon. When I awoke at 10 this morning, I found the second had hatched and was ready to be released. The ritual is that I take it outside, let it rest on my finger until it flies away. But it seems that each one wants to linger just a little longer.
There are three remaining; and I think can tell which Cocoon will hatch next.
I got tired of waiting for this one to fly away on his own, so I stuck him on a rose bush.