An Afternoon with Flora, Fauna and Ungrateful Children
We are feeling very uplifted by the start of Spring and are happy to announce this month's theme, appropriately titled, "Flora & Fauna." No matter how many years I've been alive, I'm always surprised at how much the change of season affects my mood, and I know Karen feels the same.
To kick off our month, we decided to visit a butterfly sanctuary. Karen and I both have children who are on school break, requesting our time and attention. We figured we'd take them on a field trip, as loving, well intentioned parents are known to do. Never mind that our true agenda was to squeeze in some photography for Little Yellow Couch.
When we walked in, we gasped at the scene. You are suddenly immersed in wings, color and quiet. No amount of poetry, nature photography or sparkly butterfly stickers can do justice to the real thing. Following the path through the indoor garden was truly magical. The butterflies were doing that "flitting around" thing, unafraid of people, soundlessly alighting on a flower, opening and closing their stunningly vibrant wings. The range of colors seemed almost unreal, from a glowing deep teal, to a shimmery copper/orange/coral shade. Not to mention the dark grays and dusky blacks that you never see in the little girls' hair accessories section. And some of these guys were HUGE. These creatures were incredible! I'll never look at another butterfly photo in the free bank calendar the same way again.
Alas, our mothering skills were challenged and neither of us was destined for a gold star from our children that day. Within five minuets, all of them had declared that they were hot, bored and frankly, a little freaked out by having hundreds of flying insects sneak up on them. We told them about the rewards of patience and the strength of character that they would be cultivating, but for some reason, they believed they'd be happier if we just left. Immediately.
We were determined to get at least one shot of a butterfly landing on us. We called the children over and told them that the more they could hold still, the higher our chances were of attracting a butterfly, and the sooner we could go. My eldest gaped at me. "You have GOT to be kidding. We're actually going to sit here and WAIT for a BUTTERFLY to LAND on you???" "Yes, dear. That's exactly what we're gong to do." (All current and future Good Mom points were revoked on the spot).
A charming little six year old (not one of ours) screwed up her face and summed it up by saying, "I'm sick and tired of waiting for these stupid butterflies to land on my stupid finger."
When a beautiful, innocent butterfly finally did land on my shoulder, Karen was so excited I thought she was going to pee in her pants. (Luckily she didn't, but I think at least one of my kids did because of the anticipation they felt knowing that we could now leave).
Ah well. At least Karen and I are super excited about all of the things we have planned for our month on "Flora & Fauna." We hope you are, too! (And I'm glad our target audience doesn't consist of tween boys).