We've had a recent outbreak of something particularly lovely: butterflies.
They've inundated us out of nowhere, like a flash mob at the mall. If you walk through the bushes where they've emerged from their cocoons, they will flutter closely around you, as if to adorn you with themselves.
They're really a playful group. There are monarchs, and yellow ones, and orange ones, and even some blue and black ones. I don't have all their proper names- we're on a nickname basis with each other right now.
They love all the different types of flowers.
Many of them anchored their cocoons by this bush when they were lowly caterpillars.
They like flowers of all colors; they don't discriminate.
They don't mind closeups, either.
You have to look closely at this one. If you start with the big black one on the left, there are many more hidden in the flowers as you work your way across to the right. Some of those that look like yellow leaves are really butterflies.
It's really a wondrous thing, to be standing still and suddenly be engulfed by a plethora of butterflies, every color imaginable, who have made you the center of their orbit.
So, if you are one of my blogging friends who are already into the cold weather, I'm sending a little bit of warm weather beauty your way.
It would be nice to get some cooler weather, but that would also mean our butterfly friends would leave, too. So, we enjoy what we have, when we have it.
Happy weekend, friends!
Special thanks to Teenaged Daughter, who took most of these pictures today.