“[The butterfly] was velvet all over, dark and dusty, with golden spots on his wings, and he was as thin as a flower petal.”
–Peter S. Beagle, The Last Unicorn
The butterfly conservatory in Niagara is a wondrous place. It reminded me how surprising nature can be, how powerful, and how delicate. The butterflies, like little pieces of material magic, danced across the flowers and in the trees. They settled on the bright sweaters of children and touched my hair.
They seemed unaware that they were perfect.
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