This gorgeous butterfly was bought in Powell River. The background it's on leaves much to be desired but I was in a hurry so just snapped the picture. It's definitely harder to find something to take a picture of lately. It's also not easy to find something to write about. I'm thinking I might have to relate some little tid bits of my youth. Usually when I relate a story in person, it's somewhat amusing. I think if I write about it, there will be something lacking. One of those, " You had to be there." moments. I am however tempted to tell one and all about Susie and I and our trip in search of Turkeys. It's a long story so maybe I will leave it until tomorrow. I know I have piqued your interest but as funny as this story was I'm not sure I can capture the essence of it here. I will however try to do that in my next blog. It will give everyone a chance to anticipate what is to come. So until tomorrow I bid you good bye and hope I can make the story as funny here as it was when it happened.
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