Yesterday, along with the post on our porch Turtle Mat, was a Burnet butterfly, either a five or six spot. It was damp. Maybe it had recently emerged from its chrysalis before being somehow swept up in the Royal Mail delivery to Church Walk. Very sadly, I thought, it was not actually DOA, but rather very near it. I placed the creature on a sunny leaf on which to expire, rather than end its days on a further ridiculous communication from some institution of the virtual universe.
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