Last night when I went to bed I leant over to switch my bedside lamp off and just out of the corner of my eye I caught a movement on the front of my bedside cabinet. I looked down to see what it was and there was a butterfly just settling down on the drawer at the top of the cabinet. I watched it for a couple of minutes while it folded it’s wings up into a horizontal position. I wondered where it had come from and how it was even here on a really cold day in January. I managed to gently scoop up the butterfly and let it go out of the window and, as it flew away, it occurred to me that just the day before I had done this sketch of the very same butterfly, what a strange coincidence!
I then had to look up the symbolism for butterflies and I found this: