“A constant flickering confetti of butterflies showered the town of Darwin. Designer insects, I think of them now: there was something enormously wasteful, extravagant even, about the profusion of patterns and shapes and brilliant colours.” ButterfliesTropics Book:Maestro Source: Maestro
“At home, my mother dabbed at her brow with a wet flannel she kept in the fridge for that purpose.” HeatTropicsHumidity Book:Maestro Source: Maestro
