The creature that lived within the chrysalis is gone - only the husk remains, but the early morning sun turns the abandoned case into golden beauty. The rising sun alights on grasses, weeds, dewdrops, and gilds them all with beauty.
Rants on writing, motherhood, childhood, various obsessions, neurodiversity, and ungraciously living in exile in The Hot Place. (Otherwise known as Queensland.) With photos.
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