summer of butterflies. They're everywhere, flying in the trees. I don't know where they spend their nights, but the days are in my yards and throughout the neighborhood. Lovely.
I think they're swallowtails, but I never get a very long look at them to be sure.
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A beautiful swallowtail was laying on the front porch Monday morning. At first I thought it was dead, but as I touched it to move it, it's wings fluttered. I left it alone and it stayed there til late afternoon, then it was gone . . .
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