Butterfly Friends

In winter months I sure do miss seeing all the beautiful butterflies fluttering about on all the fresh wild flowers. I miss chasing them just to get their picture almost as if I were the nature paparazzi. It was always fun to get a butterfly used to you, and then sneak your finger in for them to catch a ride. My favorite time was down in Waterlily, NC. We keep a permanent camper on the sound. and there’s a little area down by the dock where you can ALWAYS find butterflies. This day, there was an interesting little Red Admiral. He was a little worn, but had so much personality! He followed me everywhere, watching what I was doing. Finally he landed…and said hello ;)

Good Afternoon Lady!

"Oh this is a nice shirt Crystal! By the way, you smell pretty!"

"Has anyone ever told you, you have the most beautiful eyes?"

Ta Ta!

“Happiness is a butterfly, which when pursued, is always just beyond your grasp, but which, if you will sit down quietly, may alight upon you.”  – Nathaniel Hawthorne

Ever since last year when I decided to start doing photography, I’ve managed to capture 12 different butterflies on my finger…and get a picture of it too! I love butterflies. They make me so happy! :) hopefully this post brings a little bit of happiness your way!


2 thoughts on “Butterfly Friends

  1. I do miss the butterflies too although I have never tried to have them on my finger. Great photos, I miss them too although it is easier to see the birds in the winter, so there is always something to enjoy!

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