8.10.2007

Day of the Monarch

The girls (I don't know which ones) found a monarch butterfuly repeatedly battering against the gravelled driveway in an attempt to take flight. Here is the story of one hour in its life. It was given a plate of honey water and some clover, passed from careful hand to hand, and then later flew away.







1 comment :

Rebecca said...

this one, on the other hand, couldn't be more perfectly formed.

And yet-each (perfectly formed and battered nearly beyond help)were enthusiastically loved by the kidlets for an equally endearing yet brief moment in time.

I love monarchs especially, probably because of our chrysalise last year.