Sunday I ran into the first two butterflies of the year.
First it was the turn of the lovely peacock eye.

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I spotted the butterfly (as before) in the middle of a gravel path in the sun. Apparently their favorite hangout.
Luckily, I always look where I put my seven-mile boots first.

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In between, I greeted a honey bee thatatrefueledata dandelion.

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Then the ragged aurelia entered his or her.

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I recognized the butterfly from afar.

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