"said the grandmother, 'she flies where the swarm hangs in the thickest clusters. She is the largest of all; and she can never remain quietly on the earth, but goes up again into the black clouds. Many a winter's night she flies through the streets of the town, and peeps in at the windows; and they then freeze in so wondrous a manner that they look like flowers.'" Click to View Updates contact: caffeine4blood@yahoo.com Vote for my comic: