Even on the worst of days the universe smiles at you. In the days leading up to this photo I’d been thinking about things from my past, like my childhood room and one of my childhood cats, and I was sad because these things that I had loved had suddenly and[…]

Peace Begins with a Smile

When you have only two pennies left in the world, buy a loaf of bread with one, and a lily with the other. ~ Chinese Proverb     Flowers at Butchart Gardens, Victoria B.C. – July 2014

Two Pennies

I’ve been doing a little exploring this year.  You’ll be disappointed if you think I’m digging for fossils, gold, or lost coins buried in the sand on the beach.  But I hope you’ll keep reading. I’m exploring that self-actualization level on Maslow’s hierarchy of needs, taking stock, re-acquainting myself with myself,[…]

Morning Pages

One of the most courageous decisions you'll ever make is to finally let go of what is hurting your heart and soul.

Brigitte Nicole

Today I am inspired to continue my butterfly journey. This last generation suffered so many losses I was ready to call it quits, to shut down the sanctuary.  Why am I even raising butterflies and writing about it? There’s much that can be said here about perseverance and failure. I[…]

I Am a Milkweed Plant

I’m mourning the loss of 7 chrysalises due to a predator previously unknown to me. My tendency is to photograph and write only about the wonders of the butterfly’s development because it’s the beauty of change that inspires me.  But this morning as I gathered the infected chrysalises in a bag I realized that[…]

Mourning

Let’s recap my plight earlier this year — warm winter, tons of caterpillars, not enough Milkweed, too early in the season to buy plants at the nursery, starvation.  And the plight of the Monarch population in general?  In decline.  Solution?  More Milkweed. My book club read Flight Behavior by Barbara Kingsolver the[…]

The Milkweed Factory

Dance like no one is watching. Sing like no one is listening. Love like you've never been hurt and live like it's heaven on Earth.

Mark Twain

What comes first, the butterfly or the egg?  Well, for the sake of my documentation and the likelihood of not being able to capture Monarchs mating on film, the egg.  And this is my first photographed egg. The egg is laid on the underside of a Milkweed leaf and hatches in[…]

The Egg

A friend of mine lost his battle with cancer this week.  The day he passed a female butterfly arrived in my atrium laying eggs on my recently regenerated Milkweed plants. The butterflies have symbolized life and death from the beginning.  Not just within their own life cycle but also in relationship[…]

All is Well

Not all butterflies are born perfect. Nine Monarch butterflies “hatched” in my atrium.  This one is a surprise; a butterfly from a well-hidden chrysalis.  The butterfly is showing its best side in this photo. In reality its body is too thin, the body and wings look like they’ve been sprinkled[…]

Superpower and Kryptonite

“It is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better.  The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and[…]

Daring Greatly

The eggs laid in my earlier post (“Laying Eggs”) hatched after all.  I’ve been watching this process for several years now acquiring knowledge as I go and one thing I’ve learned is time varies depending on the weather.  I’m also just learning to identify the early stages of the process,[…]

Instar

My atrium has Monarchs, my backyard has Mourning Cloaks.  This butterfly has been flitting around my yard for a couple of days now.  My hammock appears to be its favorite resting place.  It was kind enough to let me take its photograph. So this is a Mourning Cloak.  I am[…]

Mourning Cloak

This website is a gift from someone who thinks I have blogging potential.  It is not something that I initiated myself. I can’t quite wrap my head around the idea of blogging. My first reaction is that it’s out there for the world to see and I confess that makes[…]

Fear

The population of Monarch butterflies has shrunk to record lows. One possible reason is agriculture. Herbicide resistant crops are expanding in the midwest, where most Milkweed is grown. Herbicides are used to kill unwanted plants. Milkweed is a weed and therefore unwanted. Milkweed is important to the Monarch butterfly life[…]

Got Milkweed?

Life begins at the end of your comfort zone.

Neale Donald Walsch

Except for the migrating generation Monarch’s live a very short life – 2 to 6 weeks.  So there is no wasting time; 3 days after the female Monarch graces us with her presence she is ready to reproduce. During her life she lays hundreds of eggs, a very small percentage[…]

Laying Eggs

I arise in the morning torn between a desire to improve the world and a desire to enjoy the world. This makes it hard to plan the day

E.B. White

Stillness is not about focusing on nothingness; it’s about creating a clearing.  It’s opening up an emotionally clutter free space and allowing ourselves to feel and think and dream and question. — Brené Brown, author of The Gifts of Imperfection  

Stillness

I’ve become Scrooge.  Well, maybe not a cold-hearted miser who hates Christmas.  But definitely someone who, in the hustle and bustle of Christmas preparations, broken families and a full time job; has lost the magic and meaning of Christmas.  That is until last year. Determined not to decorate another tree[…]

The Tree of Life

Peace begins with a smile

Mother Teresa

I smile at you because I recognize and acknowledge you.  We all just want to be seen, to not be invisible.  I don’t want to be invisible.  I don’t want to make you feel invisible.  It doesn’t matter that you’re not like me.  I smile at you because you are[…]

I smile at you because

A year ago today I was in Urbina Bay on Isla Isabela in the Galapagos Islands having my picture taken with 2 Giant Tortoises.  You know the moral of Aesop’s fable The Tortoise and the Hare?  Slow and steady wins the race.  A more current translation of this moral is[…]

The Tortoise and the Hare

Smiling man with seaweed on his head/

This is quite early for a birthday gift I realize but I felt time was of the essence. I wanted this blog to be a tool by which you can explore the beauty in your life and the lives of others…reporting your findings however large or small.  Let your Sanctuary[…]

Happy Birthday Lauran