Friendly Lady

Friendly Lady
Originally uploaded by CaptPiper

This morning I walked out on my front porch and saw about a dozen Painted Lady butterflies fluttering all around. They landed on the cement, the house, the furntiure - about every place but the flowers. I think they were looking for moisture.
This one allowed me to gently slip my finger underneath it and then it got a taste of the salty sweat on my skin. That was good enough to make it stay while I walked around, took pictures of it, and just enjoyed the moment-in-general of feeling like Snow White in the forest.
I completely forgot about physical therapy.