After awhile I stopped to watch this beautiful creature flutter and float around my backyard, and to my surprise I saw that this was not just one, but one of maybe a hundred or so! They covered some flowering trees in a neighbors yard. I imagine they are drinking up nectar, feeding their bodies for the long journey they have ahead of them, preparing for their migration down south.
It always amazes me how much of life's beautiful gifts we miss while being caught up in our busy lives. It is yet another reminder from nature to take time to 'stop and smell the roses'.
I admire this strength and determination of the small and delicate creatures. They are preparing to make the biggest journey of their lives. Those tissue paper wings of theirs will take them on this journey, which will seem like endless miles.
I can only hope my soul is as strong as the fragile wings of the Monarch's while I find myself, and maybe someday soon, I will finish my change from caterpillar to butterfly.
I have always said I learn more and more about myself when I create art, so off I go to go learn................