"I celebrate myself, and sing myself,/And what I assume you shall assume,/For every atom belonging to me as good belongs to you.//I loafe and invite my soul,/I lean and loafe at my ease observing a spear of summer grass."
Friday, October 2, 2009
Lady Beetle Afternoon
There's about an hour between each of these photographs. The first, an hour after I put her outside. Wings are drying. Then she moved back up to the top of a leaf. And snuggled into a curl. Leave me alone, paparazzi!
The first, an hour after I put her outside. Wings are drying.
And snuggled into a curl.
Leave me alone, paparazzi!
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