You have monarchs while I am picking horn worms off my tomato plant! I grew up with monarchs. They are the symbol of good memories in childhood. In fact my family was the main suppliers of them for the study block in Kindergarten at Strandwood! They fly like they don't know where they're going. I haven't seen a monarch since the big freeze in Mexico. You can't even find milkweed at the nurseries any more. Pretty sad and very scary.
A butterfly and a zinnia are true beauty, and the quotation and poem.
ReplyDeleteThat is a real work of beauty with the butterfly. Your pictures are so vivid and clear. You certainly needed no words for this.
ReplyDeleteYou have monarchs while I am picking horn worms off my tomato plant! I grew up with monarchs. They are the symbol of good memories in childhood. In fact my family was the main suppliers of them for the study block in Kindergarten at Strandwood! They fly like they don't know where they're going. I haven't seen a monarch since the big freeze in Mexico. You can't even find milkweed at the nurseries any more. Pretty sad and very scary.
ReplyDeleteWow! Absolutely gorgeous!!
ReplyDeletenice shots! i love butterflies...i call them sky dancers...
ReplyDeletelovely - beyond lovely!
ReplyDeleteConnie, Lovely pictures and poem. Have a blessed day. Madeline
ReplyDeleteI think Mr. Anderson's little butterfly is very wise. Your photos are exquisite!
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ReplyDeleteAren't they amazing? Did you know that thousands of them migrate from Ontario, Canada to Mexico every year? Fragile but strong...beautiful photos!
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