There's something pushing me as far as I can go

[sovay]

It is my brother's birthday. The monarch butterfly which my mother discovered as an egg on a milkweed leaf last week and tenderly brought inside to be sheltered from hungry birds and fed on fresh-picked milkweed eclosed and flew free this afternoon, she hopes to join its kindred in migration; she showed me pictures of the transparent empty chrysalis, the wings like black and gold stained glass. My physical situation which had been cautiously mending has rather abruptly cratered. And Toni Morrison died. I go back and forth between feeling philosophical about the constant changing of the universe and thinking that a small amount of stability really wouldn't hurt anyone.

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[lauradi7dw]

You're older than my daughter, but possibly were still in the Lexington Public school system in the early to mid-1990s when Susan Gilbert, teacher at Bridge, flew in an airplane to Texas to release the butterflies that her class had hatched (?) too late for them to make it that far by flying on their own.

[sovay]

the Lexington Public school system in the early to mid-1990s when Susan Gilbert, teacher at Bridge, flew in an airplane to Texas to release the butterflies that her class had hatched (?) too late for them to make it that far by flying on their own.

I was in the system at that time and I can't remember if I heard about the butterflies then (it rings a faint bell, but I might be mixing it up with the story about the Canada geese), but I think that's excellent.