Butterflies are usually fluttering and dancing in the wind.
Occasionally, you may be fortunate in seeing one gracing itself on an appropriate flower. And they are fussy, carefully choosing a flower that matches their standards. Time to take a photo. Slowly but surely moving closer, but on seeing this alien being with an iPhone (not that it would recognize it as an iPhone) flies off to another location.
Butterflies are fascinating. If they’re in a good mood they have sat upon my finger. A launch pad?
I just love the way they encircle each other, spiraling upwards in a dance of love and affection.
A butterfly so tame and still; trusting a human to be so close, but fearing not, is a joy to behold. Butterflies are unique in their manner most gentle.
On a park bench sat a butterfly and gradually moving closer, I expected it to fly away.
This particular butterfly remained on the bench. Literally a few inches away. A flutter of wings was expected any second. I move in closer until the iPhone camera could not focus properly. Doubtless, this little gem trusted my intention and perhaps smiled at my dilemma.
Such an experience never departs my mind. As if such a ‘meeting’ was planned. Literally walking along a pathway, nobody nearby, and the butterfly awaits patiently.
When finished taking the photos, the words of a song came to mind.
‘Papillon ma papillon, stay with me don’t fly away.’ And it did not fly away.
Such a gift of Nature. A privilege. Long after this gem departs, the photo will preserve the memory of this wonderful experience.