Love and Butterflies

My Aunt Sherry takes amazing photos. She shares them on her blog that I visit at least 3 times a day. I like to think that my Aunt Cindy, who died several years ago visits me sometimes as a butterfly. The year after she died I had a butterfly visitor nearly every time I went outside. Friends and coworkers even commented on how odd it was to see a butterfly fly along side someone, like they are walking together. And, how ever time they saw me I would have a butterfly next to me. So when I saw this post on Sherry's blog I had to save it. It looks like Cindy was visiting her sister today.