I spend all my time chasing butterflies all over the yard, armed with my camera, and they're always these teensy, tiny, little butterflies that never seem to land anywhere, for very long. They flutter and flitter from one flower to the next, but Cucoo goes out and in one afternoon...he finds this large butterfly.
The day started out cold, so Cucoo put on his sweatshirt. He first spotted the butterfly on the climatis and when it made its way to the iris, Cucoo practically tackled the butterfly and bent the iris down to the ground to get a better look at it...Between Cucoo and the cats, it's hard to keep my flowers in an upright position.
Cucoo has no trouble making friends...and by the time they left the iris, Cucoo was introducing the butterfly to Mr. Post.
Mr. Post looks a bit dumbfounded with the butterfly sitting on his nose, don't you think? Or maybe his nose just itches, from all those butterfly feet.