In that last post, I let the butterflys… wait… butterflies? Seriously, spellchecker, that makes them sound like flies… Anyway, I let those gorgeous insects speak for themselves. This time, I will be their spokesperson. I’m sure they won’t mind.
I don’t think that one is a Monarch, but it is still nice. My great butterfly day started in my mom’s garden. I got the first few shots there, and figured I was doing pretty good, because it is hard to get a butterfly to sit still for a photo.
So I decided to take a walk around the neighborhood where I grew up.
The people next door at some point must have planted their entire front yard with magic butterfly-attracting plants.
I have never had such an easy time taking so many photos of so many butterflys… yes, I know, spellchecker, I am not playing your sick game!
There were dozens of them flying around, and they even seemed to stay on the flowers for a longer time than is usual.
And the flowers were nice too. I love the color purple.
Gotta love the zoom lens.
I cropped a few of these pictures a little, but that’s it.
Most are just as I took them.
I like that the tiny flowers are in focus, the butterfly is almost in focus, and the flowers in back are just blobs of purple. That is pure art… by accident.