With warm days and flowers - bushes, trees, shrubs, hedges, fields full of flowers - come the butterflies.
And with the butterflies, come two little boys with butterfly nets and tireless legs.
Countless butterflies were caught, examined, exclaimed over, and then let free.
I wish every day could be filled with warmth, sunshine, and butterfly nets.
That looks like so much fun. Such sweet memories.
ReplyDeleteMagical memories. This is one memory that will be examined, exclaimed over... and put in the vault for safe keeping!
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