This wasn't a ragged, worn down butterfly. It was brand new, and taking good long drinks from my late planted, and long awaited seashell cosmos.
I saw the Monarch from my kitchen window, grabbed my camera and had chills running down my spine as it circled and landed right in front of me. I quietly said, as I am prone to conversations with butterflies, "you've got a long trip ahead of you." Though butterflies are usually shy, this one hung around a while. I took 20 or so photos, and then it disappeared. I thought maybe it landed on me, because it was gone in a instant. No time to lose for a migrating butterfly.
Even the bees were cooperative, and posed for a photo.
Something about a close encounter with a butterfly makes me feel so grateful, and close to God.
2 comments:
Gorgeous beyond words . . .
Remind me to tell you my
Monarch Butterfly story sometime . . .
I had a friend (guy) that volunteered to work with the Monarch Butterflies. I think he tagged them.
Beautiful pictures.
I read your CL posts.....it is fun to see what others saw and that I missed. I never made it to Earth
Angels and that is the one I wanted to see. Everyone liked that lemonade stand.
Thanks for stopping by. I am going to follow you.
My hair.......it started turning when I was 22. The back is still a little dark. I colored it til about 10 years ago and just gave up. I like the white but sometimes I get taken for older than I already am, hah.
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