Butterfly on stone. Butterfly on stone. Evanescence. Beauty. Fragility. The seemingly solid qualities of stone. A butterfly’s life is short; always the lesson of metamorphosis. Does a butterfly have any awareness of where it has been or where it is going? A stone wall’s changes may be slower, but every day chips flake off like dead skin, bugs make tiny tunnels, and the wall grows more brittle. It does its job holding up the roof, but it never gets to fly.
October 1 is a classic marker for seasonal change. Yesterday was the first day of early morning temps in the low 60’s. Yesterday the video that will market our home was completed. Buck and I have had a busy several weeks interviewing real estate professionals, preparing our home and ourselves for a major shift in our tectonic plates.
We lay in the dark last night holding hands and talking about what we’ll be when we grow up.
Butterfly on stone. Butterfly on stone.