Butterfly, Butterfly. Flutterby, Flutterby.

In many cultures around the world the Butterfly symbolises old souls. Some say they are lucky, others think they signify impending doom. Whose to say anything! But, the day we brought my new born son home from the hospital  – a butterfly casually strolled into my house with an agenda to welcome him into this world.

Old Friends they were.


Our weekends at Narnia are usually blessed with lots of animals, insects and sometimes punctuated by the dreaded reptile.

But last weekend we got the Butterflies.

Hundreds of cocoons were hiding behind leafy greens and then they arrived. I have never seen so many of them. The kids had a field day running behind them, playing with them, giving them cute names ( though, I couldn’t tell any of them apart)

Then came this moment. This cheeky little butterfly flew right past my son as if to give him a scare, then, on second thought turned around, flew back to him and gave him a peck on his cheek.

These two definitely knew each other from a time long, long, ago.


Author: littlemisspeggypandmasterblueberry

If I were a character in a book I would be either Alice or Elizabeth Bennet - depending on my mood.

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