These were a few of the butterflies at the Cecil B. Day Butterfly Center. There were not as many as usual so I did not get photos of a large variety of butterflies. I am not sure why the population was so low in early spring when I visited.
To A Butterfly
By William Wordsworth (1770 - 1850)STAY near me---do not take thy flight!
A little longer stay in sight!
Much converse do I find I thee,
Historian of my infancy !
Float near me; do not yet depart!
Dead times revive in thee:
Thou bring'st, gay creature as thou art!
A solemn image to my heart,
My father's family!
Oh! pleasant, pleasant were the days,
The time, when, in our childish plays,
My sister Emmeline and I
Together chased the butterfly!
A very hunter did I rush
Upon the prey:---with leaps and spring
I followed on from brake to bush;
But she, God love her, feared to brush
The dust from off its wings.
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