THROUGH A SPIRITUAL LENS

BEAUTIFUL MONARCHY

One morning last summer, I arrived with a few family members at our favorite camping spot in Deer Isle, Maine, to find hundreds of Monarch butterflies feeding on purple asters. As we walked past a clump of flowers, a plume of them took flight, shimmering in the air.

I'd never seen so many butterflies before, and felt privileged to be among them. If I moved very slowly and quietly, they allowed me to take pictures at close range. This is one of those images.

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