To prepare to read the poems aloud to their classmates, the children highlight lines, circle tricky words, practice and laugh and practice some more. The classroom fills with a joyful noise as a boy reads the part of the honeybee queen, his partner that of the worker bee; the mayfly pair discovers their insect flies for just one day to court and mate and lay their eggs; the water striders brag about their ability to walk on water.
In honor of this amazing poetry, I wore a pair of insect earrings, these enameled copper butterflies that I photographed on our butterfly bush. The bush and I are both anticipating that spring is surely just around the corner. Tomorrow's forecast calls for snow. Only copper butterflies frequent the bush these days.