The pretty Monarch
How can something so pretty live for just a few weeks? This is what resonates in my mind when I look at butterflies. Flittering around you, making their way in and out, you can't stop and admire one. When I was younger, butterflies and dragonflies were a big part of my childhood. We'd often be found in the cemetary right next to our school playground, because that's where we'd find the most butterflies. For the most part they were simple brilliant yellow or muted white, but such grace and lightness ne
verthless succeeded in capturing our attention. So now when I come across a butterfly that's even prettier, I have to stop and stare, especially when it's a Monarch butterfly. I finally got a chance to capture this one at the Royal Botanical Gardens, which does boast a butterfly garden. This one actually stood still. They are restless lil' things, but so pretty right? I've always loved the Monarch because of its colours. So 70's...that just reminds me of the things that my family had around when I was growing up.
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Reminds me of childhood also! I don't even think kids today catch butterflies....they are all too busy playing butterfly video games!
The thought of catching butterflies gets me sentimental. My fondest childhood memory is catching butterflies with my grandfather on our way home from piano class.
Actually, I'm happy to report kids do still punch holes in lids of jars, put grass and sticks in for "comfort"...and catch butterflies, fireflies, tadpoles, snakes.. not all are jaded by video games, even if they own them. I have found, placing two butterfly bushes in our yard as attracted MANY species of butterflies, it's just a beautiful thing to see.
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