I have an ‘out of control’ buddleia’ in my garden and it is a cafe for the local butterfly population.
I spent a long time getting these pictures, lots of missed shots, as soon as I had them in the viewfinder, ready to focus and then they were gone….
‘Elusive Butterflies’ I thought and then this brought to mind a song I used to hear when I was a child by Bob Lind. It then brought lots of memories of the record player at home, and all the records in their paper sleeves. My Mum and the garden, it all brought tears to my eyes. Good times and wonderful memories.
A Red Admiral
Looking at the photographs now, I started wondering if butterflies remember and have memories about the time they were caterpillars?