Breezes of Spring

Sweet life is borne on Breezes of Spring
A tiny new bud, an egg left by wing…

Caterpillar and flower frolic happily together
With raindrops and rays amidst clement weather

Scarlet-gold leaves herald in changing light
Turning friends to chrysalis n’ seed at Nature’s delight

Creation finds rest in a white winter’s slumber
Silent snow cradles the awaiting season’s wonder

Out of the morning’s dew a yearning sprout does appear
Beholding a familiar winged dancer spying it’s tear

“Oh, bright little blossom, why do you cry?”
“Can you not see I’ve become a butterfly?”

Sweet life is borne on Breezes of Spring
A tiny new bud, an egg left by wing…

˜K. D’Angelo

Nevermore will a flying flower drift by you unnoticed
~K. D’Angelo

Divine creation can be seen painted on the canvas of a butterfly’s wing
~ K. D’Angelo

No garden truly blooms until butterflies have danced upon it
~K. D’Angelo

Butterflies are a breath of beauty fluttering by, they are mystery chronicled upon wing, they bring forth the grace and wonder of this world to our eyes everyday
~K. D’Angelo

Awaken to the universes simple gift of the butterfly. Watch with fascination and joy as a jeweled treasure glides by and gently touches your soul
~K. D’Angelo

A minute spec of life is set upon a leaf, out crawls a miracle a butterfly to be
~K. D’Angelo

Master magician, munching to and fro, a caterpillar works illusions til’ the end of his show
~K. D’Angelo

A self made sanctuary, a place for change and growth, a chrysalis is created in anticipation of both
~K. D’Angelo

Butterflies are God’s confetti, thrown upon the Earth in celebration of His love
~K. D’Angelo

Butterflies dance on the whisper’s of romance, alight upon their wings sun-kissed, joyfully soaring into Loves’s sweet bliss
~K. D’Angelo

Tremendous beauty can be found in the tiniest of things… for who has ever thought to rival that of a butterfly’s wing
~K. D’Angelo

All over the world butterflies soar into the hearts of man, they sail boundless and free, speaking the universal language of beauty
~K. D’Angelo

Butterfly flutters tickle the drowsy heart, awakening imaginations, curiosities, wonders and dreams. Where will you fly once touched by a Butterfly’s wing?
~K. D’Angelo

You are to me, as a butterfly to a flower
~K. D’Angelo

One could spend a lifetime lost in a butterfly’s wing
~K. D’Angelo

and now some of my other favorites…

Two great things you can give your children: one is roots, the other is wings
~Hodding Carter

Everyone is like a butterfly, they start out ugly and awkward and then morph into beautiful graceful butterflies that everyone loves
~Drew Barrymore

One can never consent to creep, when one feels an impulse to soar
~Helen Keller

The butterflies…What an educated sense of beauty they have. They seem only an ornament to society, and yet,

if they were gone, how substantial would be their loss
~Phil Robinson

Happiness is a butterfly, which when pursued, is always just beyond your grasp, but which, if you will sit down quietly, may alight upon you
~Nathaniel Hawthorne

His talent was as natural as the pattern that was made by the dust on a butterfly’s wings. At one time he understood it no more than the butterfly did and he did not know when it was brushed or marred
~Ernest Hemingway

I do not know whether I was then a man dreaming I was a butterfly, or whether I am now a butterfly dreaming I am a man
~Zhuangzi

I would like to think that the singer is the butterfly, and the drummer was just the little grub in the ground, working to become a caterpillar
~Robert Wyatt

There is nothing in a caterpillar that tells you it’s going to be a butterfly
~Richard Buckminster Fuller

Is it sin, which makes the worm a chrysalis, and the chrysalis a butterfly, and the butterfly dust?
~Max Muller

Beautiful and graceful, varied and enchanting, small but approachable, butterflies lead you to t

he sunny side of life. And everyone deserves a little sunshine
~Jeffrey Glassberg

“Just living is not enough,” said the butterfly, “one must have sunshine, freedom and a little flower.”
~Hans Christian Anderson

A caterpillar who seeks to know himself would never become a butterfly
~Andre Gide

Just like the butterfly, I too will awaken in my own time
~Deborah Chaskin

The butterfly counts not months but moments, and has time enough
~Rabindranath Tagore

Kristen is a freelance writer, blogger and photographer.  She holds a Bachelor’s Degree in Social Ecology from the University of California, Irvine. In addition to her writing, Kristen is an active member of the Orange County Chapter of the North American Butterfly Association (NABA) and my business partner in Obsession With Butterflies.  - Vickie Cole

Kristen D'Angelo

If you’ve enjoyed Kristen’s quotes, please explore some of her others writings: The Butterfly Dimension- A Butterflies World, Butterfly Dreamin’ – Butterfly Gardening in Southern California and How to How to Photograph Butterflies – Capturing the Beauty of Butterflies

I SAW A LITTLE BUTTERFLY

I saw a little butterfly flying atop.

I said, “Please, Mr. Butterfly, won’t you stop”.

He flapped his bright wings and had no word to say.

And before I could get near him, he fluttered away!

Two Acmon Blues share an intimate moment…

Happy Valentine’s Day!

Love is like a butterfly, it goes where it pleases and pleases where it goes …

-Author Unknown

A perfect snowflake falls
Gently descending
Into a journey unending

It begins by
Waking to a dream
Of melting into stream

Then travels
As rainbow mist
Of waterfall color kissed

Only to rise again
A cloud cast night
Cloaking the moon’s soft light

Once more
Transformed anew
Sails to earth a drop of dew

Nurturer now
Of seedlings sought
By sweet sunflowers it is caught

Bright yellow blooms
Spring from the ground
Life for those who flutter round

In full circle
Creation is shown
Divine harmony known

Soaring upwards
Towards the heavens high
Blissful as a Butterfly

© Kristen D’Angelo

I am grateful for the endless skies, I am thankful for the Butterflies!

Happy Thanksgiving to all!! KD

Little Miss Skipper sat on Verbena sipping nectar all day

Along came a Spider who built a web beside her

And stole Miss Skipper away...

Little Miss Muffet was a small girl whose name was Patience Muffet. Her stepfather, Dr. Muffet (1553-1604), was a famous entomologist who wrote the first scientific catalogue of British Insects. Whilst eating her breakfast of curds and whey, Little Miss Muffet was frighted by one of his spiders and ran away!

Guess She didn’t want to Skip her meal…

Muahahahahaha

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Looking much like an inmate in his striped coat, this Monarch caterpillar mindlessly munches away on some milkweed... but..

Hope for the Flowers by Trina Paulus

"One cannot consent to creep when one feels the impulse to soar." - Helen Keller

Quote by Trina Paulus is an excerpt from her timeless children’s book “Hope for the Flowers
“. Great wisdom from such an unassuming source. Buying myself a copy today! -K. D’Angelo

For more information on Hope for the Flowers
click the following link…

Divine creation can be seen painted on the canvas of a butterflies wing…© Kristen D’Angelo

Artists, young and old alike, love to capture the beauty of butterflies.

Above, Elena, age 8, illustrates the Gulf Fritillary (Agraulis vanillae) with it’s host plant Passion Vine (Passiflora). Can you spot the eggs, caterpillar and chrysalis hidden amongst the lovely purple flowers on the drawing?

Learn more about the Gulf Fritillary Butterfly

Tremendous beauty can be found in the tiniest of things… for who has ever thought to rival that of a butterfly’s wing.. ©K. D’Angelo

Western Pygmy Blues

With a wingspan measuring just under a half of an inch (1.2-2 cm) the Western Pygmy-Blue (Brephidium exilis) is the smallest butterfly known in North America. Western Pygmy-Blues are not primarily blue in color, as their name suggests, but are instead varying shades of a lovely iridescent hue. Western Pygmy-Blues typically have coppery brown/blue dorsal wings, which shade to a brown ventral wing showing white dashes.

Western Pygmies also have four black dots near the base of the ventral hindwings and flaunt an arc of black silvery metallic dots along their far edge. These butterflies are also typically narrow to broadly fringed. Adults enjoy a variety of flower nectar, while caterpillars feed on host plants such as Saltbush (Atriplex) from the Goosefoot Family (Chenopodiaceae).

Although, these butterflies are little, indeed, I think all who come across them will agree, they are tiny treasures upon wing. KD