So Long July.
Thanks for the rain and rainbows at sunset . . . many hours of luminous light . . . Hemeracallis, hydrangea and hummingbirds aplenty . . . copious caterpillars becoming complete within their magical Monarch chrysalises . . . joyful viewings shared of their virgin flights into butterflies . . . first ever sighting of a Giant in the garden . . . exceptional dusk encountering . . . a family of flying squirrels soaring from house to Rock Maple trees . . . eighteen furry elusive mammals exiting the eaves one-by-one and two-by-two . . . using the furnace chimney as their runway . . . scurrying up then fast as a flash gliding over to the large tree . . . disappearing up into its full canopy . . . for our garden bats . . . fabulous human family news . . . high art experienced with a dear generous soul and heaps more.
Millions of dripping prisms painting spectrums arching across the sky . . . somewhere perhaps a pilot flies through a complete circular rainbow.
July ends with Lilium ‘Journey’s End’
Daylight softly fading away makes for soft focus images.
Miraculous Monarch Butterfly Metamorphosis . . . a sneak peek. More to emerge . . .
Flower Hill Farm raised and released . . .
I am certain to have raised over a thousand Monarch Butterflies during the last twenty five or more years but each time the metamorphosis astounds and amazes me. I especially feel joy at seeing them lifting off and taking their first flight.
It is an honor and privilege to witness the miracle of this courageous creatures fleeting life.
It is also an honor to share it with you.