Wednesday, July 04, 2012

Fly Away With Me

Weather has been so unbearably hot that I am standing as close as I can to butterfly wings for any little breeze.




19 comments:

Midlife Jobhunter said...

Oh, my. I like that.

Brian Miller said...

nice...some cool butterflies...and if they gave a bit of wind i might as well...

Robert Sobczak said...

Beautiful colors. (Never new insects could be so photogenic!)

Red said...

Colorful shots. I'm always amazed at what you see with close ups that also stop the beast so we can look at it.

Gail Dixon (Louisiana Belle) said...

These are delightful! It's hot here, too. Getting a little suffocating.

Hilary said...

Oh so pretty. I especially like the one on the coneflower. Such a great perspective.

Peruby said...

All are stunning! I am with Hilary - the one on the coneflower can't be beat.

Ha, ha! I beat blogger this time and copied my post before I published. It bombed again and I have to re-post.

Granny Annie said...

I know about butterfly kisses:) Never thought of a cool breeze fueled by butterfly wing. You are genius in thought and in photo action:)

Shammickite said...

Nice thought, but that butterfly would have to flap it's little wings really fast to make a difference in this heat!!!

Betsy from Tennessee said...

Great group of photos... Love the 'up close and personal' shots!!!!!

Hope you have a good weekend and try to stay COOL.
Hugs,
Betsy

Dave King said...

How can anyone be that lucky? Beauty and heat!

Kerry said...

I am totally in love with your second picture. Elegant, and perfect.

Bossy Betty said...

All of these are gorgeous!

Uttara said...

wat shots! grt!

chris said...

love that last shot. hope you have found relief from the heat by now.

Anita said...

You need a lot of butterflies in this heat and humidity! :)

My family loves butterflies and appreciate seeing all lovely photos of them.

Deborah Carr said...

Gorgeous. Simply gorgeous.

sonia a. mascaro said...

Love these pictures!
Beautiful also what you wrote, it's pure poem: "Weather has been so unbearably hot that I am standing as close as I can to butterfly wings for any little breeze."

sonia a. mascaro said...

When I wrote "pure" poetry, (puro in Portuguese) I mean genuine, cristalline, limpid.