Wednesday, August 24, 2016

Butterfly Farming? Not Always a Zen Moment

I have had a few causes that are life-long. My latest is saving the butterflies, one Monarch at a time. It all began with the most noble of intentions as do so many things in my life. When Boone and Rowan were two and four, I planned a beautiful nature awareness moment. I bought a large copy of "The Hungry Hungry Caterpillar" and a kit for raising butterflies. It included a net pavilion, a small container of butterfly eggs and drops for feeding. But, as all it-seemed-like-a-good-idea-at-the-times, it was a it labor intensive. Not for me. For Samantha. She had to oversee the project, keep the pavilion in her closet (that the boys invaded to check on 'my' project. Oops.


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