Once again,
we’re running off,
to sunny Spain & Portugal.
A wish for you,
Primavera’s promise,
for sunny days,
with singing flowers,
and busy bees.
Cheers to you & Happy Spring~
Note, will have limited access to internet for the first two weeks and will touch base when I am able!
We are in the air and on the move. If all goes well, my next post will be from sunny San Juan Puerto Rico! I will not be able to post, or comment on your wonderful posts for the next few days. But once we settle in, I hope to be back and blogging at least some of the time. Meanwhile I leave you with these holler butterflies and hopes that all is well with you!
They seemed to come suddenly on happiness as if they had surprised a butterfly in a winter wood~ Edith Wharton
Painted Lady (Please click to enlarge).
The butterfly, a cabbage white,
(his honest idiocy of flight)
will never now, it is too late,
master the art of flying straight~ Robert Evans
Cabbage White
Butterflies are flowers that fly and all but sing~ Robert Frost
Black Veined Tiger
I do not know if I was then a man dreaming I was a butterfly, or whether I am now a butterfly dreaming I am a man~ Chaung Tzu
Tiger Swallow Tail
We delight in the beauty of the butterfly, but rarely admit the changes it has to go through to achieve that beauty~ Maya Angelou
Happiness is a butterfly which when pursued, is always just beyond your grasp~ Ponce Denis Ecouchard Lebrun
I ask only to be free. The butterflies are free~ Charles Dickens
The Holler is unseasonably warm and there are still flutterbyes here! May the sight of the butterflies warm your day! Sending you cheers and well wishes as we travel! Talk to soon from exotic islands!
I never knew my mom named me after painted ladies. But, she also never told me until very recently that my great-grandmother was a Roma (gypsy) and my grandmother was half Polish…. It’s amazing the stuff your parents never tell you until they get older….
Anyhoo, I digress, here is a painted lady, scientific name Vanessa Virginiensis, part of the Cynthia group on our statice or sea-lavender plants. Someone took a bite out of this Cynthia’s wing.
Initially I thought this was a moth because of the kinda-creepy looking proboscis, but nope, it’s apparently a Cynthia. And nope, don’t ask, my nose is only a little big…….and no, I’m pretty sure this is not why my mom named me Cynthia. Although lately I’m learning a lot from her that is surprising. So, I can’t be too sure on this one…..
These butterflies usually live in mountains, in the warmer parts of the US. They also live in Madeira and The Canary Islands, and of course, The Holler, which is mountainous all the time, but only warm sometimes.
Before this very post I thought I was the only Cynthia living at The Holler…..but no, there’s a bunch of Cynthia’s and Vanessa’s living here too. My husband thought this was funny until I told him not to be too smug. He may think he’s the only James living at The Holler, but et tu Brute……..
This is important. You bloggers need to help me with this. Does anyone know of any bug named James??? Don’t worry if it’s not native, I’m not above planting one here…….it’s for an important cause after all….
Cheers, from all of the Cynthia’s…… (and hopefully Jame’s) at The Holler.
