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When we were kids living in rural CT, dirt road, can't see your nearest neighbor, there was a field of goldenrod behind our house. Flocks of monarch butterflies came every year. I wouldn't blink if there were 10,000 of them at a time, the field was more orange and black than yellow and the air was thick with them when they took flight. Great memory.
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