Butterflies and Horse Shit
I was driving down my road and saw this butterfly enjoying a fresh pile of horse shit. It seemed like a visual metaphor for life. I certainly got a lot out of it. Here are a few life lessons to be gleaned from the experience:
We are divine butterflies who instead of being attracted to the beautiful flowers of life are sometime inexplicably attracted to the horse shit. Sometimes we roll around in it for a while.
When life gives you horse shit remember it can be beautifully adorned with a butterfly.
The County had just sent a street cleaner to clean my street- which in itself is funny because I live on a very off the beaten path, rural, half paved road- and some of the local horses got lose that same day and shit all up and down the road. Lesson? Don’t be attached to the fruits of your labor. Life is constantly in transition. Don’t be too proud of your cleaning job, it will be a mess again tomorrow.
Ah…. OK…I am out of life lessons gleaned from a butterfly on horse shit. Got your own???
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February 1st, 2010 at 9:04 pm
Sometimes you fly high. Sometimes you land in shit. You have to take the bad with the good.
From the Grateful Dead: “One man gathers what another man spills.” (Which is a good mantra for the Green movement – recycle and reuse!)
From our movie ’strange frame’: “How fortunate are those who can frame the beauty of the strange.”
February 1st, 2010 at 11:07 pm
Maybe this should have been saved for “Wordless Wednesday”… Or “Shitty Sunday”?
February 2nd, 2010 at 11:11 pm
Sometimes, you’re lucky and get some good shit.
The butterfly is a Passionvine Butterfly, or Gulf Fritillary, Agraulis vanillae. Pretty as they are, not every butterfly eats nectar. Rotting fruit, manure, tree sap, decomposing animals are yummy to some butterflies.
Which reminds me, my food preferences are cultural. Never say yuck to someone else’s cultural differences — maybe there’s something to be learned.
But then, of course, humans aren’t designed to eat excrement, so that’s probably not the lesson….
February 3rd, 2010 at 2:06 am
I’m pretty tempted to make this the picture of the month on the FBI Blogs… unfortunately… I have a stronger stomach then probably most of the readers there.