It is getting close to lunchtime, the air is still, the sun is burning down, the birds nap in the Crepe Myrtle branches, not even the crickets sing… the Garden is waiting for the afternoon thunderstorm… but wait, not all is holding siesta. It is Butterfly Time in Myrtle Glen.
Silent and beautiful, seemingly carefree and without worries, the flying flowers dance from plant to plant, sipping nectar, and laying their eggs.
Several different Butterflies are here today: The Monarchs try to chase away the Gulf Fritillaries, but they are nimble and get around the large Monarchs with ease.
The Gold Rim Swallowtails are mainly interested in the Aristolochia vines but love the nectar of the purple Porterweed bush.
The Giant Swallowtail sail slowly and regally through the air, drawn to the red flowers of the Coral Porterweed and the Hawaiian Sunset vine .
And flitting all around are the less conspicuous butterflies, the Dusky Wings, different Skippers and tiny Hairstreaks.
Those were the butterflies today, at another day I may see Tiger Swallowtails, Zebra Longwings, Sulphurs, Black Swallowtails, or Queens and Viceroys.