Saturday, July 2, 2011

Steely Pose and Wooden Mien

Butterflies are beginning to appear among the flowers, primarily little guys that are too fast for my slow camera. I love to watch their movement. Erratic as it seems, there is also purpose to their flight; they always seem to land on another flower instead of a rock or blade of grass.

When I saw this guy, I instantly knew he'd remain, allowing me to take as many pictures as I liked. He's beautiful in his way, with pale coloring that made for nearly perfect camouflage against the peeling paint of the storage shed. It's his lacy shadow that gave him away.

The Monarch really has me worried. How could he have gotten so far with wings upside down and backwards? Every time I see him I wish I had a screw driver in my pocket so I can fix his wings. After all, he'll never make it to Mexico in that condition.

You think, maybe, if I were to wear an echinacea-covered ghillie suit, and slowly crept into the gardens on my belly, that the butterflies, bees and goldfinches would pose a bit for me?


dive said...

Hee hee. Your method of stalking might just work. If it doesn't, then at least it will be entertaining to watch.
That poor Monarch is going to end up in Canada unless it gets some wing surgery. I do love the first photo though; the contrast between the gently corroding butterfly and the peeling paint is wonderful, especially with the photo blown up to full size.

Speedway said...

Good Morning, Dive! It just occurred to me that the Monarch may be on a butterfly luge team, planning to fly to Mexico in the recumbent position. Possible?

dive said...

Hee hee!