Who doesn’t love watching a beautiful butterfly? They flit and float, land on flowers to sip, lift and fly away on gossamer wings. From brightly colored Swallowtails to sheer white Pale Beauty Moths, they are another life form that I find fascinating. One morning while I sipped coffee on the deck, a Pale Swallowtail landed on the Holly tree right in front of me. I snapped a series of shots while it perched and soaked in the sunshine to dry and unfurl its wings. Such an elusive moment I was blessed to behold. And then it was gone.