An Arctic Skipper Hidden in the Blades of Grass

Hmmm, is resilience bred
in the bone?

I have officially made
the transition, although it is still officially spring, from spring
birdwatching to summer butterfly and dragonfly sleuthing. The unusually cold
spring means a late start from these winged wonders of summer.

But among the handful of
species active this weekend, I was pleased to spot an Arctic Skipper – a late
spring species, about the size of a dime, which will be gone by the time the
scorching days of July arrive.

I love these little guys
in part because they are quite striking despite their diminutive bodies. But
also because they give me reason to stop and wonder at how such a tiny,
delicate creature can survive in the big, bad world. It seems rather to defy
the odds.

An Artic Skipper hidden
in blades of grass – a random act of metaphor to remind me that resilience is
bred in the bone of all God’s creatures large and small.

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