The monarch chrysalises featured here last time have both eclosed (hatched) and flown the coop. This whole process really never gets old for me, so I'm hoping to find more eggs out there soon.
Both butterflies were female, and the first one stayed nearby for most of the day, allowing me plenty of photo opportunities. The second one I kept inside till the next day, thinking I'd have better picture taking. But that was a mistake. When I keep them inside too long, they are too anxious to take off, and simply refuse to pose. When I release them within a few hours, they are reluctant, testing their wings on short flights. That's when I can get some good photos.
This particular shot was taken two days after my monarchs left me. I'm convinced it was one of my girls, because this butterfly was immaculate still, with fresh, crisp wings. Many of them are tattered when you see them in the garden. That's my theory and I'm sticking to it.
But otherwise there really isn't much new in the garden this time of year. I should plant some late season flowers, if only I could find some blank space in my crowded gardens.
As a substitute for late season flowers, I really do see a lot of butterflies this time of year. I suppose the neighbors probably think I'm a bit eccentric, always running about the yard with my camera in hand. But they do give me great pleasure. I plant the things that make them happy, so they'll visit here more often. And in return, I get to enjoy their fleeting beauty by taking endless photos of them. Win-win!
|Silver spotted skipper
August is nearly finished, and as I sort through my photos, I see hundreds of them focused on the butterflies that have visited here this month. I often say that I garden for butterflies and hummingbirds, so this means I have been somewhat successful. There are those who might say that this is a frivolous occupation, but to that I say "not to me". I'm living a quieter lifestyle these days, after years of frantic busy-ness at a popular retail store. Perhaps it's taking me years to destress from that work. All I know is that my garden makes me happy, and my blood pressure is lower than it has even been. Wouldn't you wish for the same?
|Viceroy, NOT a monarch
|Tattered Eastern swallowtail