I went for a walk in the woods with my mom today. We walked about 2 miles, had lunch, and walked back. It was nice, but buggy, since we were mostly walking along a river. We saw an old grist mill, a bunch of tiny frogs (like the size of my thumbnail), ate some wild raspberries that we found along the path, and generally enjoyed the scenery.

However. I was shocked when we came across some goose poop on the trail, and there were two butterflies, eating it! OK, I couldn't exactly tell what they were doing with it, because they fluttered away in shame and embarassment as soon as we rounded the corner, but I stayed and watched them (they were pretty--yellow and brownish-black), and they totally came right back and landed on the poop again! How undignified.