Эй, everyone (as always). I just can't resist Письмо an Статья now, just because I want to share something with you. The whole meaning of this story is to make Ты think and inspire you. Yesterday I was coming Главная from a walk, it was a quite cold autumn evening, the coldness often starts suddenly, one день it's still pretty warm and sunny, but the Далее день Ты already get first snow... So I was just climbing the long stairs to my 5th floor apartment when I saw a little бабочка on the inside of a window. Someone had opened a window and бабочка flew in, it looked a bit weak since it has just came inside from very cold and windy outside, it just sat on that small window shelf in still a quite cool and dirty staircase. It happens almost every year, in the first cold autumn days, freezing Бабочки fly into houses, looking for a shelter. Every или every секунда year, since I was 5 years old I find at least one on a staircase window, and I always try to take them to the warmth and comfort of my apartment and take care of them, otherwise they would die very soon. Sometimes they even doesn't start to Переместить after I take them in, sometimes they live in my Главная for a few months, probably it depends on how much time they have spent in cold and windy places, before I find them. What else could I do again? I took it up to my apartment and placed on the кухня table, around 20 минуты later it started to Переместить and fly around my apartment until it sat on the ceiling of my room and fell asleep. I cooked some syrup soaked paper towel for when it will wake up and might be hungry. I usually feed Бабочки with nectar from my mum's orchids, или some sugar syrup, sweet сок или fruit. This morning it woke up and started to fly around my room, right now it's flying around curtains and sometimes sitting on my bed. What would happen if I didn't notice it in a staircase? Usually people are so busy and careless that they doesn't even notice things like that, или just take a quick look and continue their busy everyday run, leaving a little creature die from cold and hunger. That's a small thing, a little insect, a little life, but there is nothing that can be еще important than small things, even a little life Ты can save. ❤️
Added some pictures of that бабочка (the one on white curtains), and бабочка I had last год (on оранжевый curtains). I know that my new бабочка looks black in pictures, I have a quite bad lighting so Ты can't see beautiful оранжевый patterns on it's wings, but maybe I will take better pictures soon. 🦋