Tuesday, August 23, 2016
All Quiet on the Butterfly Front
All eleven of our caterpillars are now in chrysalises.
"One of these mornings,
You're going to rise up singing,
Then you'll spread your wings
And take to the sky . . "
Lyrics by Dubose Heyward in lullaby, "Summertime," from George Gershwin's PORGY & BESS