Spring returned this morning and with it the warming sun. Not bothered by my attention, a Comma butterfly (Polygonia c-album) suns itself on a trunk in the sunlit tranquillity of White's plantation. It's said that the ancient Celts saw butterflies as the souls of the dead, with the ability to travel between this and the otherworld. A beautifully romantic image for a people we usually see as quite macho and fighty.
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