I listen to the gentle murmuring voice
Of our city, awake despite the hour
And I linger, unwilling to return
To the television world inside — droolingmonkey

Friday, March 20, 2009

In the Beginning there Was...

The monach butterflies began to fly around the swan plant..encircling and then landing.They bought their own beauty,wonderful red and gold colors.
The plant had grown big enough to recieve them..the cycle has begun.

They left their mark as they filled my days with their vibrancy,bringing hope.
A week later this is the result of their fortitude.
New life..the beginning.

posted by butterflies @ 11:13 PM


At 11:29 AM, Blogger Dr.John said...

How wonderful. Soon spring will come here as well. I hope.

At 7:09 AM, Blogger Oklahoma Farmgirl said...

Beautiful!! Life is ever changing, ever renewing.

Love ya!!

Blessed be...


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