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When I was a girl I used to chase butterflies and try to keep them alive in jars. As I was leaving the Rose Parade this morning I turned back for one more look and there, perched on its mechanical post on top of a float was a Monarch: fluttering, too big for containment, the size of Freedom; Happy New Year, Everyone!

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Rose Parade

 

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