Monarchs came through town the end of September. Butterflies were everywhere -- hovering over my neighbor's roses, flitting across streets. When they fluttered around me as I took a walk, I felt unreasonably complimented. Feeling as if they were attracted to my presence (or my hot pink shirt, thinking it was a flower). They were gorgeous. Glad Abilene is a stop on their amazing journey.
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