On the way to Girl Scout Day Camp yesterday S and I were treated to a surprise. Hundreds of butterflies (red admirals, I think) flitted from one side of the forest preserve road to the other. Even more greeted us today, zipping from street to shrub to canopy and back again, seemingly for the joy of it.
Beautiful. Unexpected. Memorable.
My fervent hope: that one day readers might say the same of my own writing.
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