Grandson Ollie spotted the butterfly after exiting his mother’s car this morning.
["Ollie is right again": photos GAH]
When I saw it, its wings were closed and I said it was a black butterfly.
“No,” said Ollie. “It’s orange and has spots.”
When the butterfly opened its wings I saw Ollie was right.
Flowers and new leaves were catching their first rays of the day as well.
I enjoyed a start to a great day just outside my front door.
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