Legs? Check. Back? Check? Knees? 93.66% Feet & Ankles? Check? Head? Just So Long As I Don’t Swoop Down In 1/8 of a second to score images of a rare Satyr, and just as long as I’m reminded to drink a ‘Power Drink’ in the hot, humid Georgia/Florida habitat . . . Check! Bank account? We’ll give that a Check!
Jeff is in his prime, as a well seasoned, ripe steak, and 2021 soooo beckons. That bank account precludes those dream trips to Arizona/Kansas/Vancouver Island/Alaska/Mission, Texas, but Florida and my Georgia will be Manna from Heaven for butterflies, for this Brooklyn Boy.
It’s back to Florida’s Panhandle and north central Florida for ever more satisfying images of the butterfly shown here, the Georgia Satyr. They fly all year when the Florida weather is stable, so a February-March drive down might just work. A friend in Alabama has agreed to help point me to Mitchell’s Satyrs in Bibb County, so May to June would be good, So good.
Truth be told, I thank G-d for even the thought of heading out to photograph these little, gorgeous Satyrs. I have an affinity (love) for Satyrs. I do.
Yes, I’ve long be an optimist Yes, I know I’ll be met by crazy humidity, mosquitoes and . . . maybe ticks. I’ve faced it all in my early life, and I guess that’s just me.