My big project this weekend was to plant eight new rose bushes and some other flowering plants in the front yard.
This afternoon, as I worked on Memorial Day pictures, I heard a boy's voice outside. He was summoning his sister.
"Come see," he said. "I found a tiger swallowtail butterfly. Come see it."
He kept repeating, "It's a tiger swallowtail."
So, I went out side to see it.
The butterfly was just sitting next to a newly planted rose.
The boy told me, "I've seen a picture of one in a book before, but never in person."
I asked him if he knew a lot about butterflies and he told me he was fascinated by butterflies and that his dream, once he's grown up, is to breed the first "American swallowtail," which he said would be a red, white and blue butterfly.
