Shelley Powers: Flitter
I wasn"t expecting much when I arrived; I've been to other butterfly houses, and the number of visitors seemed to be disproportionately larger than the number of butterflies. However, when I entered the Butterfly House, within a few seconds a dead leaf butterfly landed on the shoulder of the man in front of me. I would have taken a photo but the hot and humid room had fogged all my lenses. It would take close to half an hour for the lenses to come unfogged; just about the time when I was getting red faced and drenched in sweat, having foolishly dressed for winter.
(This one's for you, Mom :-)