The pictures that I have of this butterfly were very hard to get and I never got a chance to really get him in focus as he moved constantly. The above pic is clear enough that I could identify from picture in book. This is a Cloudless Sulphur. It has been drawn to the yard by the pink coneflowers
Why You Have Come Here
If you have arrived here seeking sanctity or blessing, then you will have to provide your own cloak and dagger. I only confess to the daily struggle to treat the world with the respect it has earned in my estimation. We all look to the sky and wonder. I feel the whisper of the ages calling and know not what flutter or ripple calls true. My approach is to touch your life in only the manner in which you prefer. As we all must suffer at some time, then I feel we all deserve, also, the right to laugh. My smile is my weapon, and at times my words also I use to defend.