Calliope crossed the boards with the fluidity of a melting ice cube. She crouched and soundlessly slid her camera between the deck chair’s seat and arm rests. Undetected, or simply ignored, the Muse of Harmony was able to snap dozens of Swallowtail shots — wings fluttering fast, slow, and at rest.
Thalia skipped up the deck stairs with the aplomb of Judi Dench on stage. “Oops…” She watched the butterfly make haste for parts beyond.
Calliope grinned. “No worries. I’ve more than enough photos. Which do you like best?”
Thalia scrolled. “This one… the action shot.”
“Go figure.” Urania winked at Calliope. “To everything there is a season… a time for finesse, and a time for largeness… the tricky part is an awareness of what the moment calls for.”
Words from Typist:
I don’t think anybody can be told how to act. I think you can give advice. But you have to find your own way thorough it.
Each of us contains multitudes… from finesse to largeness.
What a gift to be able to experiment, to take responsibility for our choices… to see what comes of them.
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Love seeing butterflies. I had a miniature orange tree in a huge planter a couple years ago. I found about rive caterpillars on it one day. I left them alone and watched them grow larger every day. They of course were stripping the leaves but I didn't care. Then one day I found four of them but couldn't see where number five was. I looked all over the deck thinking may be it had made a cocoon some where. All of a sudden a wasp dive bombed passed my head and grabbed one of the other caterpillars. I ran in to get the wasp spray but it didn't come back. The caterpillers that were left made cocoons and eventually hatched and flew away. I sure enjoyed watching them. The orange tree died but the butterfies were worth it.
“Each of us contains multitudes… from finesse to largeness.
What a gift to be able to experiment, to take responsibility for our choices… to see what comes of them.”
It appears Typist and the girls are in good company! 😉
“I am not what happened to me, I am what I choose to become.” -Carl Gustav Jung
One more for good measure!
“The privilege of a lifetime is to become who you really are.” -C.G. Jung