We visited the Tucson Botanical Gardens and Butterfly Garden yesterday. We spent an hour with the butterflies, only to find that our group had given up on us coming out and had gone home. We had a swell time. We watched a butterfly emerge from a chrysalis, a male butterfly show off for a female, and we held a few butterflies. My favorite moment was when Timothy, frustrated with the tour guide who ignored our pleas to let him hold one, grabbed a butterfly himself (in the same manner the guide showed us). It was a brilliant breaking of the rules that I applauded. You shouldn’t have to be a beautiful woman in a business suit to get to hold a butterfly, for heaven’s sake.
