Late Have I Loved You

by Artist Eye  

O taste and see that the Lord is good; Blessed is the man who takes refuge in him!
Psalm 34:8

Butterflies sometimes park themselves in mud puddles or on the wet sand just out of reach of the waves. While flower nectar supplies most of a butterfly’s diet they also need the minerals and salts they take in by sipping moisture from puddles and moist soil. Entomologists unceremoniously call this behavior “puddling”.
The puddling butterfly came to mind recently when I was reading a very worthy tome and found that I had reread the same sentence several times without comprehending a thing. Better, I thought, to hover elsewhere for a time. Sometimes I know I need the sustenance of wordless things to feed my soul.
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About Artist's Eye

Our family moved to the Community in 1990. While raising our two children here I've worked at Paraclete Press and have been involved with Fine Arts over the years. I love to paint, tell stories, and build puppets--a thirty foot whale and her baby for the Spirit of America Band Field Show was one of the funnest projects I've ever done!

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