My little queenbee is frozen to the blooms on my butterfly bush. It was a romantical way for her to die.She looks like every baby that I have seen hanging onto her/his mother. Elyse says that she will thaw and come back to life, but for now she is hanging to the blooms and as frozen as the frost can make her. I think we have seen the last of the butterflies for this season.
It is supposed to go up to 75 degrees today, but it is freezing this morning. These are the mornings that the southern women take out their mink coats and long underwear. It is so cute to see the differences in culture. Southern women seem to pride themselves in always looking perfect. Makeup and clothes just so. Even this frost of October doesn't seem to catch them off guard at all. Their ducks are in a row in these things. What was I doing when I was supposed to be cleaning my closet...Blogging?:)
When you take a moment to be truly present to see the frozen blossom on the vine you are doing important work. Soon you will give yourself permission to clean the closets when the more important blog writing is complete:-) I understand that perfectly...If you have a fur coat I'd bet you'd be strutting your stuff right along side the Southerners~ Regional differences aside! Enjoy the season Great blog!
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