This has been a phenomenal summer for butterflies. In late August, there were hundreds along the road through the forest to the main road – mostly mourning cloaks, monarchs, fritillaries, and swallowtails. One species I saw several times – including having one inside my studio at the window – was the giant swallowtail.
There is no mistaking this one when you see it – it looks about twice the size of the tiger swallowtail and had a heavy, labored-looking flight. The ones we saw around here seem to have wider brownish bands on them. Simply beautiful.
There’s a rock cliff near our home that locals say was a salt quarry during the Civil War. This place seemed to be a mecca for all sorts of butterflies. They were obviously drinking up something on the ground and especially after a rain when there were puddles – but very often they would…
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