A Jar of Wings
Ocracoke, NC
When we saw this jar of wings, we had many questions for our absent friend who had lent us her house on Ocracoke last summer. Did she catch them all? Or did they all commit mass suicide in her garden, and why? Was this jar filled quickly, or over years? I love the idea of her out there with the proverbial butterfly net, flitting around to amass this collection. — RM —
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