Sep 18, 2011 20:24
I went with John and my sister to visit a castle (yes) in Louisiana (yes again) to check it out for a wedding venue. Needless to say, I was impressed with it. While walking the grounds, I pointed out some Gulf Fritillary butterflies feeding on a bush of flowers. I explained that they are my favorite butterfly and usually start to come out around this time of year, in the early fall. I often "tamed" them as a child, coaxing them to light upon my fingertips.
My sister is preoccupied with signs lately, premonitions and omens and the like. On the drive home, I mentioned how I initially saw a pair of Gulf Fritillaries float across the road together just as I was driving up to them on the way to the castle. They were the first ones I'd seen this year. I surmised to her that, perhaps, this was a sign that the castle is where John and I should get married.
Right after I said that, a Gulf Fritillary ricocheted off my windshield with a splat.
I really don't think a higher power would waste time with such things.