A few weeks ago I watched a butterfly trying to cross a busy intersection. I was so emotionally invested in its journey, audibly rooting for it from my car with a tear in my eye 😅. The wind from the speeding traffic kept blowing it every which way, but it kept fighting and pushing through to get to the other side of the street - its tiny little wings beating fiercely with more determination then a lot of humans have. That’s how August felt for me. Here are a few moments that still made it beautiful. 🦋