I had to laugh out loud. In the butterfly lifecycle, the caterpillar lives its own life, but then at its end shrouds and digests itself, to the point where onl

I had to laugh out loud. In the butterfly lifecycle, the caterpillar lives its own life, but then at its end shrouds and digests itself, to the point where only the rudiments of the nervous system persist. Then the butterfly itself grows out of this reduction of self to an egg. In the face of this astonishing life-death-life-cycle, we're complaining that butterfly wings should be depicted in their natural orientation? Butterflies are awe-inspiring, frightening and amazing. But not mainly for their pretty wings. Every living thing dies - yes, even us. But perhaps these words will persist in the internet archive, as dead wings sit in dusty drawers, to one day inspire :)