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A fallen blossom
returning to the bough, I thought —
But no, a butterfly.
― Arakida Moritake, Traditional Japanese Poetry: An Anthology


There is no perfection only life. ~ Milan Kundera, The Unbearable Lightness of Being

I’ve linked this picture over at Lisa’s Chaos, as well.  Click over to see other great macro shots as part of Macro Monday!

May the wings of the butterfly kiss the sun
And find your shoulder to light on,
To bring you luck, happiness and riches
Today, tomorrow and beyond. ~ Irish Blessing


This isn’t the greatest shot in the world, it’s just a shot that says to me:  Hang in there.  Because sometimes the world turns me upside-down, and inside-out, and I feel like I’m barely hanging on.  So, a little reminder is a nice thing.


The Butterfly House on Mackinac Island is an amazing place.  The butterflies were incredibly active and social and gorgeous.  This one stopped for a few moments to refuel on sweet nectar.  Beautiful!