The little caterpillar finally turned into a butterfly. I was there shortly after she shed the chrysalis.
She slowly spread her wings. Then folded them together again. Like she was surprised she could do it. Testing them out. Her little legs were wobbly. At one point she was on my hand...my arm.
For a day she stayed. Letting her wings dry. Getting to know them. Now she is gone. Living her little butterfly life.
These are pictures of those first moments. Late afternoon. New life. Each picture amazes me. I'm in so much awe.
|"How does one become a butterfly? They have to want to learn to fly so much that you are willing to give up being a caterpillar."|
¸.•*´¨`♥ Trina Paulus, Hope for the Flowers
|"The earth has music for those who listen."|
¸.•*´¨`♥ William Shakespeare