Sunday, October 5, 2008

The Blue Feather and Butterflies

Also short and sweet: I dreamed that I woke up and realized that the beautiful blue feather that Jill recently sent me - that I hung on my bed above where I sleep - had been eaten away. It was skeletal but for a few wisps and the silver spiral remained.

I showed it to my mother who said "Looks like the butterflies ate it. Those butterflies eat everything."


iurodivii said...

B-rascally butterfwies!

Red-Handed Jill said...

Hmmmm. That's a tricky one. We'll have to schedule a debriefing session sometime soon over margaritas.