Walking along the arroyo , down by the
Connecticut River, a bit later than usual. Yellow butterflies chasing each
other, the rising sun warm upon us. Tiny asparagus plants still coming up from
the earth, in their intricate form, covered with sparkling dew. The grass is
wet, all the growing things watered in the night. And again, so many yellow
butterflies, fluttering about, with delight.
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