A western wood lily and I shared a river bank yesterday. Me, dangling boots over the edge. She, tipped up to the sun.
After a moment I realized we weren’t alone. A northern pearl crescent had joined us. But it misjudged the descent. Instead of landing on the lily, it landed in the lily. Oops.
I watched it circle the bottom, wings flapping but unable to open in tight quarters.
Finally it poked its head between the base of two petals. With more energetic huffing and puffing (or so I imagined), the rest of the body popped out like a wine cork and it fluttered off.
High drama in the afternoon.
Northern pearl crescent butterfly Phyciodes morpheus
Western wood lily Lilium philadelphicum
Its wonderful the way you describe your experiences, Sally. What a fabulous photo of the lilly and the butterfly!
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You know how to make a gal blush 🙂 … thanks for your kind words. Nature brings a great deal of enjoyment and the words just flow. Glad it works.
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You are welcome 🙂 Indeed, inspired by nature is such a fabulous thing, and it certainly works for you 🙂
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🙂
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Lovely shot and observation!
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Thanks, Belinda. Great fun, too. Nature always seems to send interesting things my way. 🙂
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I feel the same way😊
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🙂
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Beautiful photo my friend! Glad to see you are out and about enjoying nature!
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Thanks, Aims. Great fun!
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