Came across this shriveled-up butterfly sitting on a hot asphalt path on my walk today. I carried it over to a water fountain, got some water into the palm of my hand, and wet it down a bit. It began crawling all over me. After it gave me a few kisses on the cheek, I placed it on the shady side of a tree.
UPDATE: A biologist friend notes it’s more likely it had recently emerged and the wings were not completely filled out yet. Oh, well, I still like my story. . . 😉