These little butterflies were everywhere- and the insides of their wings (which I unfortunately couldn't get a good shot of) were the most delicate shade of lavender.
They made me think about what we all choose to keep outside, and what inside.
Random freshman year roommates, who thanks to a bit of creative self-description (nonsmoking, check), ended up living together in tiny spaces for two entire years.
Now, over a decade later, we're on either coast- one in New York City, the other in Seattle- but we still send each other beautiful things to appreciate each day.
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that winged creature somehow makes nasty old insulation look delicate and soft.
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