The afternoon was breezy and warm. A cold front was moving in and my MIL handed the camera to me while pointing to the Lantana across the yard where this black butterfly was dipping into the clusters of pink and orange flowers. I stood along the row of plants and waited. Watched its constant movement. Maybe it is a she. I’ve always thought of butterflies as being female and I don’t really know why. Perhaps it is their colors, their delicateness, attraction to beautiful blooms. Or maybe its because I have a half dozen butterfly jewelry items in my case. This butterfly appears to be a Pipevine Swallowtail.
The camera was one I had not used in a long time. This little silver digital Kodak was a gift to my in-laws some years ago and it has been well used, and well cared for. The butterfly never sat still enough at any point in time to capture a sharp image, especially due to the heavy breeze. About ten shots were taken. This one is interesting since most all butterfly shots are stills.