Butterfly House

There is a butterfly house at the Melbourne Zoo. I have never been in a butterfly house before. It's hot. Hot and humid. I got hot. Hot and sweaty. Today I discovered that I must be sweet. I discovered this in the butterfly house. I tried to photograph the butterflies.

I got a lot of photos that look like this! I think that pretty, exotic butterflies can fly faster than boring ordinary ones. They were so hard to photograph! In my efforts to photograph butterflies I stopped dodging butterflies and some began to land on me. One landed on my finger poised to click the button and take a photo. It's proboscus (is that a word?) unrolled to rest on my finger too. I think I must be sweet because this butterfly just didn't want to leave me. Miss 22 gently blew it off my finger and it flew right back on. I walked around and it stayed. I took photos and it stayed. I even took this photo of it on my finger!

Once it had finished being my butterfly it landed on my man, Bradley. It loved him too. It was obviously very sympatico with us! I loved the butterfly house! Mr 8 loved the elephants. (We don't have elephants at our zoos.) All in all it was a good day with some of us ending up on top of a windy observation deck tonight being scared, but appreciating the view! (Not me of course. I was at the motel with my boring knitting. Have I ever told you how much I like boring?)