A WISH TO GO TO USLAR

came up because there is a butterfly park. But how to go there? The ADAC yesterday gave a different route (via Schönhagen) than to-day (via Bodenfelde) by car, that is.
This morning I suggested we go by car, but Piet Hein liked more a bike-tour for fitness reasons. So I agree and then he changes a bit and wants to go by car if the weather is not so bright.
The outcome is that we shall go by bike to Bodenfelde and Uslar, visit the butterflies and go back by train, two trains actually.
Till Bodenfelde the journey is familiar and from there we follow a pilgrim route, thoroughly green, fields and forest. A bit up-hill now and then, but eventually we reach Uslar.
The greenhouse is a very nice one, for instance compared with the one we visited in Utrecht, that we found very small. Here in Uslar the path goes round a big pond.
Everuwhere there are vases with red flowers and the butterflies are supposed to land on them.
At one point I notice a very strange creature half behind two tubes of the heating system, it moves but cannot free itself. Piet Hein alarms the women at the pay-desk, but as no one comes he frees the enormous butterfly. A yellow one, a very strange one. It falls from his hand on the floor and we think it is exhausted, but suddenly she flies up and hangs on a leaf. We discover it is a Argema mittrei Madagascar.
I make photos and back home I found out again that this is a tricky business. But eventually I make my choice.

My haiku:

Butterflies around
Us flapper, flutter, flatter,
We are quietly amazed

And the proverb:

She that stays in the valley shall never get over the hill.