


This morning, I looked for the new-born ladybird,
to see if he was still there...
At first I thought he had gone,
but looking a little higher.... there he was.
He had climbed between the seeds of the valerian.
hiding...between the seeds, which had become little parachutes...ready to jump off.
Now he had put on his full colors
all his dots were deepblack and his shield painted in a bright-firy-orange.