Inspired by . . . encounter with a Queen

Inspired by . . . encounter with a Queen

There is a set of stairs that leads up into the treetops. They lead to a dream that will never be . . . at least not at the top of these stairs.
But the stairs remain, even as the dream fades, and I like to climb them, up, up, up into the treetops and sit.

It’s a grand view, and makes you think romantic thoughts about living in trees and talking to birds and unconventional things like that.

The bad thing, of course, is that you eventually have to come down.

Sometimes you come down too fast and your head is still feeling all romantic and breezy and you forget that even when you’re on the ground it’s important to look down.

Because royalty doesn’t just live in trees.

 

Queen Butterfly Danaus gilippus

 

Sometimes, you find it clinging to a milkweed plant.

 

 

Thankfully, my now less breezy self remembered to check for fire ants before bowing {kneeling} down.

This Queen was up to something . . .

 

Have you guessed ?

 

She’s laying her eggs!

I decided to give her some privacy. I went back 20 minutes later, hoping to get egg pictures, but she was still there - - we had flooding rains the next day, so I don’t know if any the eggs survived.

It was getting late, but I kneeled down for one last shot . . .

 

 

She opened her wings wide, catching the light of the setting sun, and smiled at me.

 

"Some people talk to animals. Not many listen though. That's the problem." A.A. Milne

 

Shalom,

 

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