After three years of procrastinating I finally checked out the live butterfly exhibit at Carleton yesterday. Every year, I see the same signs and think "Neat! I'm totally going to go!" and *every year* I forget to go.
Sadly, the crowds were a little too crazy and the little pushy kids-to-grownup ratio was steep, so it wasn't a long long visit, but there were some pretty butterflies to peek at. Oh, and a creeeeeepy cockroach devouring an orange slice. Eeeew.