Do you believe in omens? I don’t know if I do or not. I’m just curious if this could mean anything…
For the past several days, a certain brown butterfly has been landing on me when I go outside. He’s been fluttering ’round my head, landing on my leg, my hand, my shoulder and I was just curious if this could mean anything. I’m a weird one, I guess, because I talk to insects, most anything living, in fact, telling it what a beautiful creation it is, describing it’s beauty and fragility and strength.
He even followed me into the house one day and I had the devil of a time trying to get him to land on me so I could take him outside again. I know it’s not Charlie (the butterfly we raised from caterpillar stage), because we freed him back in the garden in a nearby town where we found him, and, besides, he was a Monarch.