Tag Archives: butterflies

In-A-Gadda-Da-Vida

. I didn’t want to make a lot of fuss about it, but earlier this year I found two iron butterflies. The first one in particular is recognizable by its shape, and by the rebar that is popping out of the concrete, reminiscent of the strange dragon-like patterns on the original album of our friends … Continue reading →

butterfly attack

Last night’s butterfly attack could not have come at a worse time. It was cold, so butterflies were least expected. It was dark, so I could only make out the silhouettes against the street light. I was distracted by a conversation, so the attack was viciously timed. In the end, though, it was just a … Continue reading →

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