There are many memories that surface on warm summer nights in New Hampshire- memories of camp with the smell of campfires, countless stars in an inky night sky and moths scraping the screens and shadowing the porch lights. We have what seem like a trillion of them in NH and one seems more beautiful than the next in the light of morning. Here's what we saw yesterday morning against the house:
Giovanna Garzoni,
Two Butterflies at
Dorotheum
i thought that first one was a flower! they are beautiful [i just wish i weren't so skeeved out by moths/butterflies...]
ReplyDeleteI love these posts ~ am new to your site. Is there a way to contact you directly? Would like to use a photo on my East West Poetry blog and would like to ask permission. Thanks in advance, Jaye
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