Orange Tip Butterfly
Cast upon the air like a fluttering piece of orange and white confetti, the little butterfly danced and birled above the grass and wildflowers.
It was a male orange-tip butterfly I followed its progress like a man possessed in the hope of capturing a photograph. But each time it seemed about to alight on the ground, a new zest of life filled its wings, and up on its way the butterfly went once more.
Quote from Keith Broomfield, Thecourier.co.uk
Orange Tip Butterfly
Cast upon the air like a fluttering piece of orange and white confetti, the little butterfly danced and birled above the grass and wildflowers.
It was a male orange-tip butterfly I followed its progress like a man possessed in the hope of capturing a photograph. But each time it seemed about to alight on the ground, a new zest of life filled its wings, and up on its way the butterfly went once more.
Quote from Keith Broomfield, Thecourier.co.uk