This beautiful butterfly was on the brick wall beside the garage this morning. Its wings were heavy with raindrops. It tried to fly, but to no avail. So, I gently carried it to the pansy bed, thinking that the last fluttering should be under the purple "umbrella." This afternoon I walked over to the pansies, expecting to find a lifeless shape. It wasn't there! I would like to think that it was taking a brief respite from the Spring rain earlier and, then, it went on its way. Fly high and thanks for the Kodak memory!