Life in Forsyth
Now you see me. Now you still see me.
Sunday, September 14, 2014
We were in the backyard when something fluttered by.
"A butterfly!" I happily crowed.
"A moth," my husband corrected.
"Equally beautiful," I noted as it landed on my knee.
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