Serendipity

Tuesday I found a butterfly. It was resting on our tiny lilac bush just outside our sliding glass doors. A perfect moment. The baby was in his high chair (which was surely appreciated by the butterfly who was not going to be squished by the Charlie Man), the camera was ready, the sky was overcast (no dark shadows), and the butterfly was complacent. It stayed with us, perching on my children's fingers, until I had photographed it at least twenty times. To some, this may not be spectacular, but to us--with a 140 square foot yard, only one flowering shrub, and a thunderstorm ready to break at any moment--keeping company with a large butterfly for ten minutes was miraculous.