A few weeks ago we had an amazing adventure – thousands upon thousands of painted lady butterflies were in the midst of their migration and we were right in their path. I stood in the front yard and watched them zoom by in twos and threes every few seconds. They travel at just about head high and go straight, up and over, rather than around anything in their path.


I’m not pleased with this haiku yet. It hasn’t quite captured what I want but these are not yet finished pieces. They are more of a workshop.




Painted Ladies

iridescent flight
painted ladies on parade
vanish in the sun

@copyright Susan Taylor Brown
April 13, 2009