Yesterday morning, we were in the office working when Anita’s attention was drawn by what looked like a moving leaf on the path outside our window.
Nothing strange about that, I thought but she had to check it out anyway.
Turned out to be a slightly ragged and battered Peacock butterfly. He was staggering around and seemed quite weak, so we lifted him to the table and supplied him with some sugar water.
This seemed to do the trick and he eventually flew away. I wondered how he had become so ragged, as the weather was calm. Maybe he was the kind of butterfly that hibernated, which might explain his condition.
When I googled it, I discovered that Peacock butterflies do hibernate, so mystery solved!
Later on that day, I was confronted by another Peacock butterfly. This time on Sam Allen’s website, Peacock Poetry.
I don’t believe in coincidences, do you?
©Jaye Marie 2020