Today, I want to share with you a couple of patterns and pins I created this week. These whimsies come partly from childhood experiences and memories to create new and never seen before patterns and colors that mimic the beauty of nature for my fundraising Butterfly Pin designs.
Here’s a peek at little Lucinda.
Running and chasing until breathless in hopes that a butterfly’s flight would come to rest; usually on a flower or goldenrod weed is how I spent many summer days growing up in Maine.
Only as quiet as the grass under my feet would allow, my tiptoe approach to the butterfly would start. With as much patience as a 9 yr old girl can summon, a staring waiting would begin. The anticipation welled up inside of me, a hope that I would get a glimpse of the open and closed fanning wings bearing their perfect symmetrical patterns. Watching without blinking, even holding my breath not to disturb them, my fingers would cross and I would silently pray that before they took flight again a color not found in my Crayola box would be revealed. I memorized every detail as best I could during the length of our time together.
Dashing home and eagerly searching through my butterfly book to confirm I had just seen something I had never seen before and proudly announcing its name made me an adventurer, an explorer conquering my own backyard!
Oh a Maine summer memory, my heart’s all a flutter thinking of you!
