The pretty little orange butterflies that often glided along with me
since the Texas hill country, suddenly disappeared yesterday. When the
weather started chilling down two days ago as I pedaled through the
marshes north of Dauphin Island, Alabama, I saw butterflies everywhere
falling to the ground and expiring. Yesterday there were dead
butterflies along the roadside. Today no butterflies at all, as last
night's cold wind must have swept them away. A sure sign of winter,
but I miss my graceful little companions.
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