A year ago today we left Virginia. That morning, I woke up early and wrote a post about the going-away present our backyard had given us.
Yesterday, the friends we left behind gave us that present all over again.
Oh, Blue Ridge friends and butterflies! How we miss you!
I guess she has a future in catalog copy?
My six-year-old’s library search queue
Booknotes: The Dangerous World of Butterflies