Butterfly fly away

The screen door creaked slowly open, then slammed shut with a loud bang behind me. I was the first visitor in the Botanica Gardens butterfly house this morning, and with a camera as my butterfly net, I set out to capture these creatures.

The butterfly house appears empty though as I first enter, and I wonder if perhaps the exhibit has closed, or perhaps I’m here at the wrong time of day.

Upon closer inspection however, you start to find all manner of butterflies strewn throughout this environment. Cautious insects, they seem to watch you for your intent, and once they feel no danger, flocks of butterflies are circling my body.

Playful they are, and watching them flutter to and fro fills an emptiness in my heart, fills it with love.

Yes, love for butterflies.

Wench, bring my ale, what say you?