Harold and Maude

Harold and Maude are back! Or, well, it’s probably their children or grandchildren, but still… they’re back! The picture is of Maude- Harold has more azure blue on his hind wings. This afternoon, lulled by the humm of the street-sweeper cleaning our court, and the relative calm before school lets out, I was daydreaming and looking out the back window. As I was idly thinking the lilacs were already starting to pale and fade, but noticing and liking the lushness the hedge fills in as they do- two little yellow butterflies flittered and bobbed through the yard.

Joy lit through me. Harold! Maude! You’re back!

Last summer, shortly after we moved in here, I learned the trees that line the back of our property are a haven for Yellow Swallowtails. They lay their eggs and nest in this particular tree, much to my delight. I have no idea what kind of parents butterflies are, but I adore a yard full of sunshiney wings of happiness.

Butterfly. It’s such a nice word- no matter what language- “butterfly” is just charming. Schmetterling. Mariposa. Papillon. Vlinder. Borboleta. Farfalla. Butterfly. That’s my sappy thought for the day.

11 thoughts on “Harold and Maude

  1. Speaking of butterflies…wasn’t there a tatoo design coming my way with one in it? hmmmmm….

  2. Tracy, you’re a tatoo artist as well? 🙂 Sweet.

    That is a pretty butterfly. I wish we had some around here. All we seem to get are freakishly huge moths. And hornets. Lots of hornets. Sigh.

  3. I thought they’d come out with a new “Harold and Maude” when I stared your post. What a great name for butterflies! Great picture too.

  4. These beautiful butterflies used to be regular, ugly caterpillars. There’s a wonderful analogy of God’s grace and the Atonement in there.

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