
In case any one is keeping track, we are on letter M of
my list of favorites. This weekend as I debated what I would include in my list (M is for marriages -especially with R and my wedding anniversary in the middle of the week- and other M's), I got summoned to work. On a Sunday?! But wait, I am getting ahead of myself...

It all started with a forwarded email from my boss on Saturday and it had words like 'tomorrow' and 'millions'...come on, on a Sunday?! In our household, we take our weekends very seriously and the only words I want to hear are relax, relaxing, relaxation.. you get the drift but saying 'No' was not an option. What was it that she wanted me to do? Play host to some visitors?", Okay, I can do that, I enjoy company. What else? They won't be staying very long? Not a problem! What?! There might be millions?!"

We nervously prepared to receive our guests. And this is where the story gets stranger: we hid behind bushes, clutching a camera, waiting for our guests......


The Painted Ladies are butterflies that "
spend the winter in the desert." and ".....they migrate north in search of fresh food and breeding grounds". They migrate north-wards every year in March-April from Southern California-Mexico and we are on their route. This year, the migration is very conspicuous (read more about it
here) and you can almost see one every second. It is a beautiful sight. The butterflies are single-minded in their travel plans though and are flying straight, with very few flower-stops in between. We managed to capture some with the camera before they flew away. We started to count, soon lost track but were assured that the migration is in the millions.
I went for a long walk and even the ducks at the neighboring pond seemed to be fascinated by the butterflies. Magic was really in the air today! What a great start to the week!
All photos taken outside our house today.