Butterflies

Last weekend Braveheart and I decided to walk to RHS Wisley and see the butterflies in their glasshouse. It was a bright winter's day, and a pleasant walk. There was a long queue at and inside the glasshouse, but there were lots of interesting plants to see, and a couple of butterflies escaped from the hothouse and fluttered past us!

Once we were in, we could see lots of huge exotic butterflies, perched on leaves, eating fruit or nectar and flying above our heads. They were amazing, completely unafraid of us. We took lots of pictures.

After we left the glasshouse, we went to see caterpillars and pupae hanging in cupboards, and some of the newly emerged butterflies waiting to be taken to the glasshouse and released.


It was a little corner of the tropics on an English winter day.

What I'm reading:
Last Train from Liguria