Red admirals, painted ladies, queen of Spain fritillaries, peacocks, small whites and tortoise shells. Their names alone stir thoughts of adventure, romance, and far off places. Their dances defy gravity. Their passions drive them through the air. Mating is their reason for life. What a reminder for us all!
Today I went out and they were there again, parading the streets. Their pride is enormous as their size is not. Their wings banner and flag the air.
If where you live butterflies are less numerous, then find this book. Their flights inspired these artists.