Butterfly Cannon Silver Cristalino Tequila

Dawn breaks, the sleeping Monarch awakes. A million wings beat into one flapping flight, mile after mile as day stretches night. These majestic kings follow no one, but take their mystery cues from the sun. The Earth spins, plates move and shift, waves crash and snow drifts. Wars dance to a cannon, shots ring, just as the butterfly flaps its wings. Agave hearts swell, all eyes watch the skies, in sweet expectation of the butterflies.