Thursday, 29 September 2011

Butterfly Graveyard?





Often on our journey to school we come across dead butterflies on a particular stretch of pavement...



it's next to a hedge and a busy main road, so we can only assume that there is some sort of air stream that sucks them down.



Only a solitary cloud to be found.



At last, work has commenced.



A reject swan which happens to be a perfect pin cushion.

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