Lycaena Phlaeas timeus At Nahal Dishon Refuge

Lycaena Phlaeas butterfly, photographed by Jeff Zablow at Nahal Dishon National Park, Upper Galilee, Israel

She was there on that rock, sunning herself in the early morning. Where? At Nahal Dishon Refuge Park in the very Upper Galilee of the HolyLand/Israel. I was more than happy to find her, for I was hoping to find this Israeli Copper butterfly, and finding a female is always good, for they usually hide, and remain in or close to vegetation.

Those stark black spots, beautiful burnt orange color and those baby blue spots on her hindwings made getting this image a much appreciated capture.

Copper in the HolyLand, a tiny treat that can’t be beat.


Her Blue Spots! Ay Ay Ay! (HolyLand)

Lycaena Phlaeas butterfly, photographed by Jeff Zablow at Nahal Dishon National Park, Upper Galilee, Israel

She flew, and flew and flew. I followed, as you’d expect, for she was gorgeous. When such as us see such as this, we want a better look, a good photo image. No?

When she set down for a quick rest, I approached, set my left know down on my Tommy kneepad, a HolyLand blue butterfly, Lycaena Phlaeas timeus butterfly. I shot away, hoping that my Fuji Velvia 50 film would score some good images. I probably exposed 10 or 15, before she flew. Gone like a missile. The Uppermost Galilee, Nahal Dishon National Park. What 2 miles from Hezbollah killers in Lebanon?

The result here? Sweet like sugar. He deep orange, black white wing edges, wonderful hindwing orange and, and, and those baby blue spots!

How many of you have ever seen this butterfly? How many of you will ever visit Israel (the HolyLand itself) and seek this one?


Butterflies Don’t Fret

Red Admiral Butterfly on trail, photographed by Jeff Zablow at Raccoon Creek State Park in Pennsylvania

Mirrors bedevil so many of us. A look in the mirror, and we are awash in thought. With Hollywood and sports celebrities almost always before our eyes, we look at that mirror, and well think . . . . What will ‘they’ think when they see me looking like this?

Must be that we are among the few critters that fret about appearances. After decades in the bush, I offer this, butterflies don’t fret.

This Red Admiral butterfly must have eclosed some weeks before. A beaut when it left the chrysalis, this view shows significant loss of wing scales, revealing scratches and areas lacking full scale coverage.

But G-d didn’t install mirror anxiety in this brushfoot butterfly, and not a second is wasted, fussing or primping. No need for that anyway, what with these handsome reddish-orange bands and wing margins, white forewing spots and look, see those baby blue spots at the trailing edge of the hindwings and perfect pair of white antennae clubs.

Nope, butterflies don’t fret, they awake, pause to warm up, and fly up to do what butterflies do . . . and that might include enable us to reflect, in our own ‘mirrors.’