Wednesday morning my friend Amanda, Betsy and I experienced the warmth and color of the tropics. We visited "Butterflies in Bloom" in the conservatory of a local gardens. The air was heavy with moisture and full of the songs of birds. Butterflies flitted between vibrant flowers or rested beside the lily pad adorned pond. It was an enchanting escape from the mud and bleakness of Michigan spring. And it made Amanda sigh and long for the Dominican Republic.