This photograph is the fuel I need for recharging my optimism. She’s a fresh Monarch Butterfly and she’s taking in nectar from Goldenrod blooms in Raccoon Creek State Park’s Doak Meadow. It was early September, and the lovely Monarch was gorging on as much carbohydrates, proteins and lipids as she could, before her thousands of miles flight to Central Mexico.
This view is so uplifting for me. We complain of this and that, most really not too significant. This lady Monarch, ready to fly from southwestern Pennsylvania to the conifer-covered mountains of far away Mexico.
Makes you think. What’s her motives? What’s in it for her?