It’s been ages since I posted, since I even picked up a camera. Teaching four classes, four writing-intensive classes no less, will do that to you. Or, at least, it does it to me.
But this past weekend, I decided to go down to Phoenix and photograph the wildflowers. We also went to the Butterfly Wonderland. It was so awesome that I bought an annual membership.
Tripods weren’t allowed, and it was my first time shooting under those sorts of conditions (low natural lighting, fast-moving objects, lots of humidity), so the pictures didn’t come out as well as I would have liked. They’re often soft or grainy. But still. Look at these beauties.
This moth was bigger than my hand. Will undoubtedly appear in a nightmare or two at some point.
And these two butterflies perched right next to each other on a trunk, creating the optical illusion they they were one giant butterfly.
Butterflies look too delicate to be possible–their wings. And those tiny, long legs.
I swear that some of them looked at me when I approached to take their picture.
And they have such gorgeous eyes.
But I’ve gotta admit that what I’m most obsessed with is the proboscis. Mostly, it’s curled up in a tiny circle.
But I managed to catch this one guy with his extended as he took a long drink from a flower.
Well, can’t say that the pictures are the best quality, but I’ll have another chance soon: this weekend, there’s a special session for photographers–18 and over and tripods allowed. Whoo hoo!