What is normal or average anymore? It seems that days are spread out more like a delicately hand-stitched quilt laying loosely across a large bed . . . not in triangles or squares but in free-form patterns that hardly relate to one another except in hues. Vivid colors, with a play of values, fills the eyes and dreams of those that slip beneath basted layers of wrinkled cloth . . . pieces torn and recombined.Such are our New England August days, once felt to be the warmest of the summer. Somehow … [Read more...] about Hot Colors of Cool August Butterflies and a Bestiary of Birds
Hot Colors of Cool August Butterflies and a Bestiary of Birds
What is normal or average anymore? It seems that days are spread out more like a delicately hand-stitched quilt laying loosely across a large bed . . . not in triangles or squares but in free-form patterns that hardly relate to one another except in hues. Vivid colors, with a play of values, fills the eyes and dreams of those that slip beneath basted layers of wrinkled cloth . . . pieces torn and recombined.Such are our New England August days, once felt to be the warmest of the summer. … [Read more...] about Hot Colors of Cool August Butterflies and a Bestiary of Birds
Gossamer Wings Part Two ~ Blues
The Blues are a subfamily of the family of Gossamer-wings that I particularly delight in. Standing in the north garden or the 'mini meadow' below the middle gardens, I will always think of the enchantment of these tiny butterflies and how they hold me captive and in awe of their beauty and frisky frolicking. One of the first Blues I sighted here at Flower Hill Farm is the Summer Azure Celastrina ladon. I wrote about the Summer Azure on the Summer Solstice . . . sharing a wondrous encounter … [Read more...] about Gossamer Wings Part Two ~ Blues
Gossamer Wings Part Two ~ Blues
The Blues are a subfamily of the family of Gossamer-wings that I particularly delight in. Standing in the north garden or the 'mini meadow' below the middle gardens, I will always think of the enchantment of these tiny butterflies and how they hold me captive and in awe of their beauty and frisky frolicking. One of the first Blues I sighted here at Flower Hill Farm is the Summer Azure Celastrina ladon. I wrote about the Summer Azure on the Summer Solstice . . . … [Read more...] about Gossamer Wings Part Two ~ Blues
Flower Hill Farm Spring Butterflies ~ Part Two
Spring precipitates into summer and we can easily recognize the longest day of the year by how we measure time in our hurried lives. Spring or Summer Azure Celastrina ladon, Form violacea (and others) is another matter . . . as the butterflies are difficult to identify.The more experienced butterfly watchers of the invaluable Massachusetts Butterfly Club kindly share their knowledge and determine the butterflies below to be Summer Azures . . . and perfect for a Summer Solstice entry, though … [Read more...] about Flower Hill Farm Spring Butterflies ~ Part Two
