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flower:
Thank you Madame Butterfly for the hopeful response!  I found your perspective very helpful. Once again, Welcome to the board!


Congratulations on the 20th anniversary!!!

MadameButterfly:
Thanks flower!  I am celebrating already...
 :lol:

Feline:
I grew up in the country,and  by our house was a big field. Some years it would be planted with corn or soybeans or alfalfa.. Every few years the farmer would just let it grow wild so the topsoill wouldn't go fallow,

It was one of the wildflower years. The field was blooming with all kinds of weeds and wildflowers that year it was late summer. It was a nice sunny day.I was playing outside and got tired so  I laid on my back and the sun was warm,the sky so blue,the clouds were fluffy  and eventually I  fell asleep in the field. I must have not been out long..

I awoke to tickling.On my face my arms..

I sat up fast and saw there were orange  fluttering things all over the place. As I looked around me I saw they were thousands  of monarch butterflies sitting all over  the field  and perched  on  flowers and all around the area  where I was laying.

I stoodup to see more of  this amazing sight,and they startled I guess, and  suddenly took off almost like a crazy flock of birds, they swarmed  around..I was inside a tornado of  orange butterflies,There were so many  butterflies in this swarm you could hear thier wings beating in the air almost  like the sound of rustling leaves . And they were in my hair and everywhere else , fluttering in a million  different directions. Suddenly these butterflies all seemed at once to move  like they had a psychic link to where they were all heading and got a signal where to go.

Then they all flew and took flight in  the same direction they rushed by me and I watched as they flew around the field like a looping orange river, and  they stopped suddenly and alighted on a bunch of multiflora thorn bushes sprawling  by the edge of the woods in the distance .All the butterflies were  perched there in a mass, opening and closing thier wings in unison. It made the bushes appear to color blink ..Green to orange to green to orange,than as quickly as they appeared  they  all took off in a swirl again, and flew up and over the treeline until they just looked like an orangey puff of smoke.
I will never forget this.I wish so bad I had pictures because it was awesome.


Later when I was a bit older and learned about butterfies in science class and they talked about migrating butterfies ,I realized I was caught in the middle of a monarch butterfly migration, going south.


May the wonders  in you  make your heart 's mystery go  free, like a million loving wings of  little jeweled butterflies you discover  as you awaken are indeed  lifing you out of dispair..
Take care,Feline

mighty mouse:
Feline,

Your writing is so evocative....!!!!! Splendid.

MM

les:
Well done Madame Butterfly! Breathtaking writing Feline! and hello again MM!

Les

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