Photo taken August 8, 2010 in Greenfield Center, New York. Photo by Chuck Miller; Kodachrome 64, Nikkormat FTn film camera with 50mm f/1.4 lens. Caption by you.
An angel once told me that a very special Oriental king made the first butterfly.
This supremely talented artisan simply collected a dozen slivers of balsa, some sturdy rice paper and his finest, most vivid paints.
Two days later, the king held that beautiful miniature “kite” in the palm of his regal right hand. Then, he gently blew on it–whereupon, the world’s most beloved insect rose and fluttered away.
“But how could a mere man create life?” I asked the eight-foot messenger.
With much patience displayed in his huge blue eyes, the angel replied, “Butterflies live only because humans think it so.”
I did not know what he meant, then; I do not know, still.
Suddenly, an elongated, wormlike larva appeared in my mind’s eye. “But what about the caterpilar!” I inadvertently blurted.
The Heavenly being startled me by snapping back: “Who in blazes would want to take credit for that!”
This time, I was pretty sure I knew what he meant.
Chuck The Writer 
THE ESSENCE OF ROYALITY
(Queen Anne’s Lace and Monarch Butterfly)
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Happy hour!
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” A Moment of Silence in our sometimes crazy lives”
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An angel once told me that a very special Oriental king made the first butterfly.
This supremely talented artisan simply collected a dozen slivers of balsa, some sturdy rice paper and his finest, most vivid paints.
Two days later, the king held that beautiful miniature “kite” in the palm of his regal right hand. Then, he gently blew on it–whereupon, the world’s most beloved insect rose and fluttered away.
“But how could a mere man create life?” I asked the eight-foot messenger.
With much patience displayed in his huge blue eyes, the angel replied, “Butterflies live only because humans think it so.”
I did not know what he meant, then; I do not know, still.
Suddenly, an elongated, wormlike larva appeared in my mind’s eye. “But what about the caterpilar!” I inadvertently blurted.
The Heavenly being startled me by snapping back: “Who in blazes would want to take credit for that!”
This time, I was pretty sure I knew what he meant.
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So THIS is how Spidey does it!
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