They have a kind of beauty all their own, but they are hairy and fat and can gross a lot of people out. (Heehee) Other people understand them for what they are and love them. They know that there are still some very crucial steps they have to go through before they are ready to fly. They have to gorge themselves on our time and editing skills. They must percolate in the cocoon of our minds. Then they can emerge, air their wings, and soar.
Or sit on a leaf and look pretty. Just a thought in the ramblings of my mind.