Morning Butterfly
It has been a long week. I’m still not caught up on the sleep I lost during the 8th Grade Trip. But all that sluggishness dissolved this morning when I found this little guy resting on the stairwell as I trudged up to my classroom. He hung out on my finger for a good five minutes before deciding he was warm enough to fly off for the day. Caracas does have it’s problems, but it also has bountiful, and sometimes unexpected, beauty.
Fino Cambur 