Sunday, March 09, 2014
Early last week the sun was shining and the air was warm. Walking down the hill from work on my way to the subway train I rescued a pretty little butterfly from the road.
"Spring!" I thought. It was an odd little butterfly. I noticed it had a good grip on my finger. Then I noticed it was gripping with only four legs. I looked and sure enough that was all it had. Not even stubs or scars where the other two legs should have been. Odd. A mutant butterfly.
I walked a ways down with it clinging to my finger then put it into a small patch of plants off the road.