There is one last exhibit to enjoy before we leave. This museum features a pocket jungle. It is warm, steamy, and loud with the noise of fans, a waterfall, and the delighted squeals of children–and the human female. The air is alive with butterflies of every hue.
This one of the kind called "Rice Paper." It is extra-large and flappy.
I think it looks as if someone forgot to color it in.
It’s hard to tell who is more attracted to the red flowers, Sigyn or the butterfly.
Sigyn! Don’t move! If you are very quiet, it may come to you.
Butterflies, being nectar-feeding creatures, are attracted to Sigyn because she is just that sweet.