Whatever word you choose to name a group of butterflies, the last few days the swallowtails have definitely been in a kaleidoscope, a flutter, or a swarm over the mimosa trees in the front of the house.
I stood outside for a while watching them flit from flower to flower on the tree.
There aren’t many of the fluffy pink blossoms left, so it’s a bit of a …
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