Sunday, 3 February 2013
A Pretty Picture for Sunday - Small Tortoiseshell on a Hand
Last week, a few days after the thaw, I heard fluttering in our bedroom. This beautiful butterfly was flapping against the window. He had been hiding somewhere in the room to hibernate and the house was now too warm for him.
He settled for a minute on the back of my daughter's hand. He wasn't at all interested in the smudge of water and honey she had for him on her hand. He just rested there and quivered his wings for a while, then I caught him and released him outside.
He was last seen flying up into a blue (!!!) sky from our back door.