While tending to my yard yesterday, I was a bit surprised to see this wriggly horde. I’ve seen so few butterflies in my yard since the hurricanes tore through that I just presumed it would be a quiet Spring.

Though the floodwater killed the original passionvines my sister gifted me a few years ago, two of their seedlings managed to survived.

This Gulf Fritllary seemed pretty pleased to have found them. She even gave my toes a gentle brush. I’ll take that as a thank you. Nature continues to amazes me with its resilience!