I'm still mentally skipping, doing cartwheels and grinning big. The butterflies, hundreds of them, all came to my yard this year.Several years ago a humungous group of butterflies called question marks and commas (seriously), came to enjoy all the fermenting peaches dropped from my tree.They flew in long lines together, in cirlces like they were holding hands. It was a butterfly dance.This butterfly party has everyone! Buckeyes (which are usually rare) by the dozens...
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Updated: 04:29 PM GMT die 23o April, anno 2012
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