Feeling fresh

As kids, we caught butterflies and put them in a bottle. When it dies, the ‘corpse’ went within the pages of a very heavy book and ‘pressed’, only to end up a few days later on a chart paper – a part of the school project!
I cannot, for the world of me, imagine, how heartless we were when I now see butterflies – and bees – in the garden, hovering over fresh flowers looking for nectar.
I now look at these stunning creatures with a different eye – the photographer’s eye – and it’s a whole new world that I see. Not bothering with the camera, I step out each morning with the phone to see what I can capture.
And this is today’s ‘catch’ – a butterfly so engrossed in its daily chore that it never even attempted to fly off even when I was just an inch or so away.
No wonder, then, we were able to take them ‘prisoner’ and serve them the capital punishment.
Every day – every morning – is a revelation. The very heavy rain last night has made everything even prettier – and more photogenic than ever.
For sure, there’s more to come!

6 Comments Add yours

  1. priyankamoraes says:

    Gruesome school project that ( shudder )
    These are beauties best left to flutter !

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    1. singhcircle says:

      Schools will be schools – and boys, well, will be boys!!

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      1. priyankamoraes says:

        HAHAH Cruel !

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  2. Neethu says:

    Ahhhh beautiful and eye catching.. Love the natural colours

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  3. It’s what kids do. I used to cheer when my father drove over a toad on our driveway, not that I admire toads today.

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    1. singhcircle says:

      Ha ha. Weren’t we sadists??


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