![]() ![]() ![]() Last month, I noticed dozens of caterpillars around here but thought little of it.” She paused and stared up for a few moments. “They are monarchs, I believe, since the chrysalis is that bright green. “Look!” She pointed as Miss Marjorie took a seat on one of the chaise lounges and followed Devyn’s finger with her gaze. “It’s heavenly, all right.” When she opened them, she noticed several cocoons in the corner of the pergola roof. “Only God could create such a heavenly scent, don’t you think? Perfumers cannot recreate it, no matter how hard they try.”ĭevyn closed her eyes and took in the fragrance. It’s scrumptious.” She extended the pink rose she held for Devyn to whiff. “Don’t you just love this spot on the island?” Marjorie’s return made Devyn whirl around. Whether the fragrance of a blooming rose or the metamorphosis of a butterfly, one cannot deny the amazing work of an Almighty God.īutterflies have always fascinated me, so I included their created wonder in my latest novel, Devyn’s Dilemma. Nature has its unique way of drawing you close to the Creator. ![]() Transformed from Caterpillar to Butterfly Mathis with insights shared from her newest historical release, Devyn’s Dilemma. ![]() Davalynn Spencer here, and I’m pleased to welcome guest author Susan G. ![]()
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