After observing them a few days, we released our five painted lady butterflies last week. One was mad to be off and zoomed out of the Butterfly Garden as soon as I unzipped the top. The others had to be coaxed into the wide, blue yonder. The last one seemed the least eager to go, and rested a few moments in Tiny Girl's hair before flitting off at last.
Of course they didn't want to leave. How sweet that TG received a parting "hug". Frogs, butterflies...what's next?
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Oh and I love your butterflies :D