Our annual monarch migration has been going on in dribs and drabs for the past several weeks. Usually there are jillions of butterflies everywhere and you have to just grit your teeth and barrel through them when you're driving (like we're who does the real suffering). This year they have been in lesser numbers, but they're huge, as large or larger than the palm of your hand from wrist to fingertip. I was driving along the other day and it looked like someone had pinned them here and there in sky as if they were ornaments. The beauty in the photo was lighted on a Russian sage plant in my back yard.
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