out of overwintering, these Lake Tahoe butterflies are practically swarming like bees all around our heads and
Being alive to naming: California Tortoiseshells! orange
into the new black on top and shady groves underbellies!
eating upon Mountain Whitethorn, a wild and woolly
Ceanothus, native to our California, growing and thriving
in the finishings and new beginnings of the Angora Fire
of 2007, it is thought, their caterpillars metamorphosis
with fecundity that is overwhelming creation!
here they are, cavorting about the tea house of Emerald
Bay, like fairies out of a Tale from childhood’s dreams!...
Ok, then, I’m in awe: species are going extinct all around
us, for sure, for sure, yet: here these are, dancing in gypsy
hoards of nomads, due to head west down from the
mountains as soon as the angels call them into these
less alpine meadows and promises of warmth, of safe
waters somewhere, fields of golden grasses - what ever
it is they are looking for!
the naturalist (amateur) in me is in sheer delight!
I want to go out in a burst of butterflies, a whole flock!
when I fly, some day, in some other time, I will fly with
these butterflies! long may we thrive, alive! So, Alive!...