Just when the caterpillar thought the world was over, she became a butterfly. – Barbara Haines Howett
Robert Frost called the butterfly a Flying Flower. The why is on full display late summer at Maison Steinbuchel: it is Butterfly Season. I confess I cultivate plants that make these beauties happy, but they are not fussy: Old-fashioned phlox and zinnias are their favorite.
They enjoy the warm humid days of August as long as there is water nearby. Our cool well water is going most of the time on these days and wildlife of all kinds hang out. The flying flowers are my favorite.
The varieties and colors seem endless. I’ve not taken the time to identify the varieties, but that does not remove one bit of the joy these seasonal creatures bring to our home.
Natural Flying Flowers
I didn’t set out to build a flying flower garden. Oh, I read a bit about what attracts them. I even planted a butterfly bush at one point. It didn’t make it. So I stick with the easy stuff: flowers that come up every year and flourish in the warm Kansas summer.
The lessons I’ve learned from these lovely flying flurries of colors are simple:
- stop and enjoy God’s creation
- flying is good – (remember I am a pilot!)
- don’t hide my unique colors – show them off
Most important: if you think the world is over, your caterpillar stage is about to end – butterfly season is about to begin!
Stories stem from life. From the simple to the complex, the beauty to the uncomfortable, and even the ordinary. Some are best told in video. Here are a few minutes of my flying flowers in motion.
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