Showing posts with label butterfly. Show all posts
Showing posts with label butterfly. Show all posts
lesser fritillary
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30 days wild,
butterfly,
lesser fritillary,
naquillity,
nature,
wildlife
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Swallowtail
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black,
butterfly,
fototudes,
naquillity,
pipevine,
queen anne's lace,
squirrel,
swallowtail
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| nectaring on Queen Anne's Lace |
I'm not certain if this is a pipevine or black swallowtail. From reading the description in my butterfly field guide I'm led to believe it's the pipevine. When I look online at images it's matching the black. Can anyone tell me which butterfly this is? Isn't it gorgeous. I'm surprised the photo turned out as well as it did because the wind was blowing hard yesterday.
I also stole shots of a squirrel across the road from our house. He was having fun scurrying across those branches like a gymnast on a balance beam. Such precision. I guess they have to perfect their balance because one misstep could lead to a crash. I'll share him with you tomorrow.
Monarch Butterfly
Labels:
blur,
butterfly,
featured,
fototudes,
gaussian blur,
male,
monarch,
monarch butterfly,
naquillity,
photoshop
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| male monarch butterfly: open winged |
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| male monarch butterfly: closed wings |
Tiger Swallowtail
Labels:
butterflies,
butterfly,
fototudes,
naquillity,
tiger swallowtail
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A rare spectacle took my eyes hostage as I looked outside my window. There were four butterflies fluttering around during a brief thunderstorm. Usually I only see one or two butterflies in a summer, not four in a day. They continued to flutter above a mud puddle giving me time to grab my camera. When I stepped outside into the on again, off again rain this tiger swallowtail was the only one braving the elements. The others had flown away. If you look closely enough you'll see that the picture below reveals some raindrops atop the swallowtail's body. It seemed to be enjoying a cool evening after all the heat we'd endured.
Rushing winds couldn't keep this swallowtail from taking flight over the barbed wire fence, across the open field and out of my sight. This tiny specimen seemed to float away into the distance, untethered.
Butterfly at a Spa
Went to a spa for a nice steam.
When she fluttered out she began to cry
“This is not part of my dream!”
Her beautiful etchings were gone and this spiked hair?
She looked like a moth flying over the lake.
What was she to do? She went to ask mare.
But, mare didn’t have time; she was going to be late.
Maybe butterfly thought, I could do a test,
All I need is colorful petals and honey to create.
“No, No, No!” she said, “That will only cause a mess.”
Butterfly decided to see a tattoo artist who could sedate.
Now she’s the prettiest butterfly... for her scheme.
She’s relaxing at the spa in a chair of white wicker.
japanese garden
Labels:
atmosphere,
butterfly,
japanese garden,
joust,
midst,
naquillity,
poesaics,
strewn
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and atmosphere securing
butterfly midst trees
rocks strewn alongside
dry stream thirst September rain
ancient wooden bridge
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