I have been in a reading frenzy as of late. Devouring one book after another, realizing there are not enough hours in the day, in a life time to read them all. I went on a book buying binge on Friday and dragged home enough to keep me happily content for awhile.
I found it necessary to drag out my World Atlas and find Borneo.
I read the most amazing description of a journey there, by two British adventurers. The time frame could have been last week, it could have been the 1800's.
It was the Butterflies that took my imagination by surprise. It was the brief description of one character looking over at the other, found him laid out in a hammock reading, covered in butterflies.
The image was technicolor in my mind.
I took out the Rand McNally road maps of North America, and traced my finger along the route from Ft. Wayne to ...anywhere close. Canada is above me, huge with possibilities.
I will not find my butterflies there, but it is close enough for an adventure.
Borneo will have to wait.