Day 12 …..and here I am with a very pretty, but discreet, little butterfly in my hair ……………….. see … I CAN do subtle !!!
Don’t you just adore butterflies ?
I do … and so does my daughter, Louisa. If it has a butterfly on it, we are hooked. Consequently, many of our cushions; scarves; shawls; loose-leaf binders; purses; jewellery and note-books are adorned with charming images of Lepidoptera.
But, what on earth has happened to butterflies recently ? It it the over-use of chemicals; climate change or the destruction of their habitat that has caused their demise ?
When I was a child, summer days were full of ‘flutterbyes’ …..as we called them. They flitted everywhere with wings like painted silk. Seemingly borne on warm wafts of air, they floated like fairies ……delicate as rice-paper, drifting like falling flower petals. In fact …..I thought they were fairies in disguise and I chased them through buttercup-filled meadows, hoping to catch a glimpse of their transformation back to their fairy form. They glimmered in the sunlight as they fluttered beside iridescent dragon-flies, along the banks of the tinkling stream. And all the flowers and buddleia bushes were covered in sunset-orange and turquoise-blue butterflies ….sipping the nectar.
But now they are a rare sight ……. this summer I have barely seen a handful.
This makes me very sad ………and rather worried about the fate of a world with no butterflies.