I’ve called them Bert, Bertina and Bertinette. This had a better tempo when it was just Bert and Bertina, but Bertinette turned up this afternoon and I thought, why ruin a good thing? They spend most of their time climbing the lace curtains – hardly flying at all, the lazy buggers. Bert is practically tame, and when he’s not trying (and failing) to lift bits of tinfoil off the ground, he’s crawling over my hand and exploring my pencilcase.
Butterflies have pretty nice lives, I think.
...although I’m not sure why butterflies reminded me of them.
Was anyone else not too sold on Juno?