Well, saw hundreds and hundreds of Monarch butterflies landing in the trees last night before the cool temp didn't allow them to fly anymore. Set the alarm for 8:30 in hopes of hearing them fly off this morning. 8:30 was too late. Once the sun started hitting those tree tops this morning and warming up their tiny bodies, they were off. By the time I got out there with the binoculars, there was only one I could see on the tree top and two others flying around. When I looked back, the one on the tree was also gone and flying around.
I wished all of them a safe journey to Mexico.
This hasn't happened for several years now, and wasn't sure we were still on the flyway for them. I think I just missed the night gathering by being in the house and didn't see them each year they came.
I still remember when they all started flying away that morning after they warmed up that first time. It was the softest swishing sound you ever heard.....like angel's wings.
I so wanted to hear it again, but wasn't able to. At least I got to wish the few remaining to take off, a safe trip. 'God speed ye' little ones. Safe journey.