butterflies and dogkisses

butterfly drinking from wounded Oak

Butterfly where might you land

On top of the Zinnia

Or in the palm of my hand

butterfly and friends drink Oak sap

Will you come to the garden?

We planted just for you

Drinking sweet nectar

Dancing the way you do

butterfly drinking sap from wounded Oak

There are all your favorite flowers

We’ll watch you for hours

‘til the sun goes down

When you are not to be found

where do butterflies go at night...

These butterflies didn’t come for flowers.  They have come for the sap seeping from a wounded Oak in my yard.

red-spotted purple, I hope...

Wait, I'm an insect hunter!

Keeper of dogkisses

6 responses to this post.

  1. Posted by wowrarespawn on September 26, 2010 at 1:33 AM

    I just wanted to drop a comment and let you know that I really like your site. Keep up the good work



  2. Posted by Celia Brent on September 25, 2010 at 6:27 AM

    Your keeper of dogkisses must be a great comfort. He looks so sweet!



    • Hi Celia! Wow, thanks for commenting. I’m sorry I haven’t been around. I’m in some pain but I am going to just make myself start reading again. I miss hearing about your life, and others who I like to keep up with.

      I hope you are doing pretty good. And my sweetie is a girl 🙂



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