Plodding along in a creek bottom up a distant red rock canyon, Bobbie and I had the blessing to stumble across a rabble of butterflies. They were flitting everywhere... thick as flies... attacking bush blossoms as if it was their "Last Supper." The little pretties were so intoxicated on nectar that I could practically touch them with my lens. It's just one of those neat, serendipitous things that happens when you disembark a living room based life and get "out there."
Our camp guests Claudia and Marc departed Sunday in order to sightsee their way back home to Yuma. It was great to finally meet my Pen Pal of many years and her husband... greater still that Wandrin' Lloyd was able to join in.
After about an hour of calm CowBoy Brian and Ms Heidi rolled into the area on the Red Raider. We got together and yakked over goodies and coffee at Sedona's Wild Flower Bread Company (I highly recommend the Cranberry Scone and Guatemalan Dark).
I love my ever increasing itinerate lifestyle. It seems we have more camaraderie on the road than at home... all the more reason to keep on travelin'. Well, that and the Flutterbye of Butterflies.
What next? Man, did I ever get a neat photo... stay tuned.
Have a great week!
|CowBoy Brian and Ms Heidi... you know the other two hombres :))|
|I love the shadow on this one.|
|This guy held so still I was able to capture the individual bands on his antenna's|
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