Next Year Milkweed, But For Now Let the Monarchs Rest in My Back Yard Enroute to S. America

Yesterday, before departing to the Patriots game, I was up early to tackle the lawn, weeding and other yard work. I was in the hot sun for a couple of hours then came inside to write a little.

Tunga came down the stairs and I asked, "Where you going?" He said, "To mow the lawn." I said, "Done."

When I was drinking water on the back patio, I noticed that the butterfly bush bloomed and there were several butterflies feeding from it - excited to see two monarchs in the mix.

Well, Hello grandma. Thanks for visiting me in Connecticut.

I've been trying to keep track of the monarch populations as the milkweed availability has diminished as they travel from S. America to Canada and back. They rely on them for reproduction and next year I am thinking I might plant more to help them on their journey.

Winged flight. Not as delicious as hummingbirds with barbecue sauce, but delectable just the same.

I'm posting this early, because I'm sure to be home late from the game. Was thrilled to see life in my backyard, knowing that my goal all along has been to capture a photo like this. I built a garden in Clarksville and another in Cicero. It's taken a couple of years, but now we have a butterfly attraction on Mt. Pleasant....

...all in memory of An E. Rip.