The movement caught my eye as I rode past: one butterfly had been hit––smashed to the asphalt, but still alive––as the other fluttered around trying to help.
When I got close with the camera, the healthy one moved a few feet away, watching while I pulled the stuck one off the pavement. Unfortunately, that action separated its abdomen and it died within seconds as I lay it in the grass.
As often happens, despite my good intentions, things do not always turn out well.
I hope her mate realized I was trying to help. I suspect butterfly karma may be a powerful thing.
2 comments:
When you see something like this, it really makes you think, doesn't it? I am sad that the butterfly died, but I chose to believe that its mate understood you were helping.
Sending it on its way was probably a blessing you were there to deliver.
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