Butterfly on a limb
Butterfly on a limb
In the shade of the forest dim
At the edge of the sedge
Where it meets the hedge
That is the place for him
Labels: Butterfuly, Natural History, Poetry

Due north to the land of permafrost and muskeg and the northern lights - that is where I'm headed.
Labels: Butterfuly, Natural History, Poetry
posted by Jennith at 5:13 PM
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I like alternative music, sci-fi/fantasy, puddle jumping in the pouring rain, the smell of decaying aspen leaves, stormy windy days, spruce bogs, doing cartwheels in the dark, dragonfly watching, fitzchivalry farseer, macintosh apples, climbing, hiking, swimming, guitar, canoe tripping, reciting the periodic tables, watercolour painting, identifying plants, ecology, wildlife, singing, maps, photography, poetry, reading, art, and the colour green
They came like raindrops against the towers of time, but in time the rain always prevails. The Fool (aka Robin Hobb)
