Saturday night in near Pittsburg TX while camping and fishing I found this little guy. Because he landed in the wrong place and it was raining, his wings got soaked and he couldn't fly. I nudged him onto my hand and we had a little talk about his predicament and then nudged him off where he could dry out and then go on his merry way. A green butterfly during a new moon on St Patty's weekend would have to be a good omen right?

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