SML and I went to the Museum of Science located in the north end of Boston on Saturday. Or was it Sunday? How long have I been here again?  

The Museum was having a butterfly exhibit which we bought tickets to in addition to our city pass that gets us into other places like the Aquarium or Harvard's Museum of Natural History.  We got these tickets to keep busy and our minds off of the fact that we still do not have furniture.  But I'm not complainer.  

When we entered the exhibit a butterfly immediately landed on the back of SML's shirt.  SML is easily creeped out by insects and kept denying that a butterfly was actually on him.  But even from the picture above you can see that these are no common moths, that these are beautifully patterned insects of flight. Who wouldn't want to carry ones of these on their shoulders at all times?  

To give SML a little credit for being squeamish around the butterflies, they did seem to swarm a bit.  There seemed to be a flock of these colorful wings flapping in all directions, all of the time.  I even found myself ducking at times, remembering that time I was pooped on by a rampant bird at the Hogle Zoo.  Do butterflies poop during flight?

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