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Coldplay - Paradise; watercolors on paper
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“…I wish we were butterflies and lived but three summer days…”
aannndd… we’re back to Bright Star…
“I almost wish we were butterflies and liv’d but three summer days - three such days with you I could fill with more delight than fifty common years could ever contain.”
— John Keats (Bright Star: Love Letters and Poems of John Keats to Fanny Brawne)
Millions of monarch butterflies travel to ancestral winter roosts in Mexico’s shrinking mountain fir forests. Surfing winds from southern Canada and the northern U.S., they travel thousands of miles, taking directional cues from the sun.
Photograph by Joel Sartore.
the entire concept of migration is utterly amazing and beautiful to me. So much natural wonder in this astounding world of ours.
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pretty. And lovely memories of Lovers in Japan live.