The juice is flowing for sure. Sampling the many new shares on the internet, they of fresh, exquisite, purposeful butterflies, brings us to these months that we have so waited for in the United States. We’re now in the latter half of Spring 2018. Each and every trip into the yard, to a State Park, Wildlife Management Area, National Wildlife Refuge or Monument . . . holds the promise of exquisite beauty, reunion with your favorite butterfly species and, the potential to see NEW. New for the year, new for the county, new for the state, and, as in the Lower Rio Grande Valley, new for the United States!!
Our Zebra Heliconian butterfly here was at the Butterflies and Blooms in the Briar Patch Habitat I in Eatonton, Georgia. May 2017.
I study this beaut, on strong Tithonia (Mexican Sunflower) and Thank G-d that I am among the few, the fortunate, who head out to see such magnificent creatures.
December 2017, and I am finally at Bensten State Park in Mission Texas. Just some two miles or less from the infamous Mexican border. We’d been seeing rare, exquisite butterflies every day now. I am so thankful for this exciting tour of G-d’s Special WingedBeauty Collection.
A busy State Park, perhaps 300 or more people visit on any sunny day. It’s 80F plus in December!.
John has eagle eyes, and motioned for me to look up into a tree off the path. What? What’s that John? A Pavon Emperor Butterfly, seen here in the left margin of this image. She was lazily nectaring on those tree flowers.
Maybe, just maybe one Pavon Emperor is seen there, a month. Some 8 or fewer folks might note it, and stop to stare and gawk.
Jeff, flew some 1,500 miles to see butterflies, and saw one that only 8 of 6,000 might see in a month! Yippee!
I read yesterday that 150,000 are estimated to have been killed in the carnage that is going on in . . . Syria. That’s 150,000 men, women and children. That’s why the Israeli IDF would not let me near the peak of Mt. Hermon, 8 months ago, in June 2013. Three days ago, 2 rockets landed on the mountain.
That mountain peak, Mt. Hermon, is home to numerous rare and endangered species. At a nexus where 3 continents meet, it is an important wildlife focus, for the tens of millions of migratory birds that fly over it, and for rare, exquisite butterflies, like this one.
One of the species of blue butterflies, tiny, purposeful little jewels that those of us who have read this far love to find and follow, this male has flown for days or weeks, and shows evidence of several interactions with predacious birds, insects and or reptiles and perhaps even mice. But, just look at him! Lost lots of his tiny scales as well as wing edges, yes. Still gorgeous? Absolutely. These blues and purples bedazzle, even then.
Vladimir Nabokov was to his death the world’s expert on blue butterflies. How he would have been fascinated by this one.
Found only on Mt. Hermon, and, as we’ve posted earlier, not to be seen by you and I and them . . . for a very long time ahead. Those lethal weapons on the other side of the mountain, in Syria, will assure that.