Day 242 - a Year by the Sea

It was still and unmoving. The wings fluttered a bit. I think that a bird had aimed for a meal but missed somehow. This butterfly got its wings tattered and torn. That was why it was in the middle of the path on the ground instead of fleeing me. I saw the bright white wings but it was more a sense of something not quite right that drew my attention. Those are the signs to seeing something interesting. A little difference can lead to some wonder. There is much to see in the little world beneath our feet and our notice. Sometimes it’s an army of ants marching off in single file to some distant location. Sometimes it’s a web in the grass. It’s easy to miss the birds overhead but it is even easier to miss the ants.

Ciao!

-Jorge

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