April, coined as a rather "bipolar" month, in which the weather in London is either cold or warm. It is a time of transition where summer slowly but surely encapsulates winter. As a result, rain is the norm and may be viewed as a byproduct of the seasonal passage. One might be lucky to witness a rainbow with its arches passing above each side of the River Thames. A jaw-dropping display of multi-colored flowers blooms all throughout London's parks. Out of all things London has to offer in April my favorite would be the entrance of the butterfly.

When I was a little girl I lived minutes walk from Primrose Hill Park, a grassy hill with terrific views of London. I enjoyed dog walks, picnics, and trips to the playground at this park, but nothing made me more excited than the sight of the butterfly. This intricate creature had a certain charm to it which fascinated me! In fact, I was so awe-struck by it that upon my eighth birthday I was gifted a butterfly catching kit. I recall spending numerous hours whether it be on my street or at Primrose Hill trying to catch these speedy critters. However, I never quite could so eventually I gave up and found another form of entertainment.

All in all, as the transition from winter to spring, individuals will start to notice the arrival of the butterfly. Although as a child, I never was able to catch one of these magnificent creatures I am now reminded that their sense of lightness and joy represents freedom. Their free spirit and individualism is a reminder to not take life too seriously; and that one should, ultimately, embrace the changes thrown at them. Ultimately, the butterfly flourishes with transformation metamorphosing from a caterpillar to a beautiful winged species. And yes I recognize humans cannot go through metamorphosis, but the butterfly should inspire us to ensure growth in our own lives by accepting change. So go forth and remember it is ok to feel vulnerable as all good things come with time and perseverance.