The butterflies here are bewitching. I have been sneaking up on them with my camera.
She watched me chase a spectacular one- with one wing span probably of two to three inches, ink black with a huge blood red spot on her shapely wings. She soared high, almost like a bird. And there were many of her ilk. Restless, and busy. I followed them with my camera, there was no chance of that queit moment when I could click.
She came up to me and said, "You cannot click them mumma. They will not sit for you, they are busy trying to find their home."