Bike Riding
out riding my bike!
We went out riding our bike today with Momma and Meemee.
“I’m a big, brave girl!”
We then took a break near a bush that had attracted a beautiful orange butterfly. I pointed to it and said “Look! A butterfly!”
“Ooh!” she said as it took off into the air.
- Butterfly by Hipstamatic – Lens is Buckhorst H1, film is Ina’s 1969
My daughter ran out toward the sidewalk, flapping her arms like a butterfly. She circled around the bush and down the side. As she tucked her wings in and began her decent toward our picnic table, I saw the butterfly follow her around the bend and fly up into a tree.
Drew Downs
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