Lilley in the Light

      I finally have a quiet moment in the house. All the kids are in their rooms for a nap or quiet play for the next hour, a blessed event indeed. A myriad of things I could/ need/ want to do tumble around in my mind.            Absentmindedly, I reach for a small butterfly field guide I recently purchased on a girls trip to the Smoky Mountains. Painting watercolor butterflies has been my creative attempt this summer and I figured I could practice with photos from this book.       A homemade bookmark from my son lays tucked inside from last night when I marked the next butterfly I wanted to paint. Bright orange with black lines, it’s boldness had caught my eye: the Gulf Fritillary.      Opening the book again, I glance at the photo on the following page with the below view of it’s wings where my breath catches. I know this butterfly . I hurry out to our sunporch where my framed photo of a b...