Must do it. I Can’t Help it.

White Butterfly

Busy at Work

I dreamed I was a butterfly, flitting around in the sky; then I awoke. Now I wonder: Am I a man who dreamt of being a butterfly, or am I a butterfly dreaming that I am a man?
Zhuangzi

This afternoon I was going out to get some pictures from a nearby baroquesque garden. This little fella was so busy on the flowers, flitting from blossom to blossom, seemingly never still, that I wondered if I could even get a good shot. I guess it took me almost a hundred trials to get this halfway decent picture. If I only wouldn’t hold my breath while pushing the trigger, the whole affair would have been a lot more relaxed.

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