Among dozens of Pipevine and Eastern Tiger Swallowtails, this battered butterfly worked flower after flower, content to pull strength through its proboscis and then move on, while the others -- fully winged and tailed, rich in bright color -- hustled and bustled from bloom to bloom, as if always looking for the motherlode on a fast track to success.
Think on this old specimen, not long for this world, and on your grand- or great-grand-relative who, despite the losses that life still delivers, soldiers on, and you will know why for me this is the most beautiful in a garden full of fluttering flyers.
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