As a kid I swatted them in abundance while walking through fields of wild. Now, I wait for them for hours to appear small numbers, much diminished from my childhood memory.
Yesterday, I thought I saw a monarch on my lantana. It could've been one of those crafty imitators but it was a sight for sore eyes. And then, accompanying this welcome stranger was a beautiful yellow butterfly that I could not name. Aside from the giant swallowtails of last year and once this year, they bring joy to my heart.
Explore the mystery of how nature makes unexpected gifts of creative wonders to an unsuspecting caregiver one late night and early morning in southeastern Georgia, USA.
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Yesterday, I thought I saw a monarch on my lantana. It could've been one of those crafty imitators but it was a sight for sore eyes. And then, accompanying this welcome stranger was a beautiful yellow butterfly that I could not name. Aside from the giant swallowtails of last year and once this year, they bring joy to my heart.
Ron