To wit: this single (female?) Eastern Tiger Swallowtail, the most beautiful of hundreds I've seen this summer. The iridescent blue mottled along the hindwing bleeds into a blanket of sparkling blue-white, like an old lady's talcum powder or a passage in a Seurat painting.
I think of the artist who mixes her own paint from raw minerals and wonder, Who could have imagined something so fantastical?
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