Wednesday, October 6, 2010

Fly Butterfly, Fly

When Tim and I were at one of the temples, I saw that a butterfly was on her back.  I walked over to her and gently lifted the butterfly off of her.  I then threw it up in the air, anticipating it fluttering away.  My eyes followed it as it ascended under the power of my toss, and then fall to the earth.  It was dead. 

I know, a very moving and touching story.  


Anonymous said...

So who's touch killed the butterfly, yours or Tim's?

Brian V. (aka Spurlock) said...

Ha ha. I don't know.

She was talking about it this morning after we dropped the kids off at school. She said she could still see me toss it up in the air and how she expected it to fly away, but instead it just flopped to the ground.