Let me start off with a confession – I don’t really like butterflies. I mean, they’re pretty and all, but they’re still just flying bugs right? I’ve lived in the jungle, I’m not the kind of guy that screeches and leaps onto a chair at the first site of a spider (anymore) and I’ve dealt with my fair share of scorpions and other creepy crawlers (well, Deidre has). That said, the idea of driving a couple of hours to see a bunch of moths that fly around in the daytime isn’t one that particularly appeals to me. So, when Deidre…