The Maritime Aquarium in Norwalk has a butterfly house for the summer. After being amazed by the iMax movie Flight of the Butterflies, which tracks the migration of monarchs, we ventured into the butterfly house taking care of where we stepped - some like to rest on the warm ground - and moved.
Ellie immediately made a new friend. I call her my butterfly whisperer. Whenever we visit butterfly houses, they are drawn to her and land on her far more than on Grace or myself.
Perhaps it's the colors we wear? Or some bodily scent detectible only to butterflies? Or maybe they just need to get used to us. Soon enough, Grace had visitor as well.
As I reached up to brush hair from my face, this little one decided my fingers made a nice resting spot.
This blue morpho kept me company while I sat
and simply enjoyed watching Ellie
and Grace interact with the butterflies and others who there.
It's an odd feeling to have a butterfly land on a bit of your exposed neckline and stroll around it awhile before changing course to walk down your back. I snapped this shot just before it disappeared on its downward trek.
My favorite flutterbys, Grace and Ellie.
How was your week?