Since I think we're all feeling a little springtime deprived, I thought I'd share some photos of blossoms and butterflies from that visit. Personally, I've taken to singing Faith Hill's "Where are you Christmas" from The Grinch That Stole Christmas, only replacing the word "Christmas" with "springtime:" "Where are you
Butterflies floated through the air in the exhibit, but were especially concentrated at the feeding stations (below) where they were feed honey water and rotten fruit.
The exhibit featured a case of chrysalises where you could watch butterflies emerge from their cocoons. After the newly hatched butterflies have dried off, they're released into the exhibit where they live for about two weeks.
The butterfly below has an absolutely beautiful blue wing span when flying.
After many, many failed attempts to get a picture of the blue butterfly in flight, this is the best I ever got:
A kind volunteer noticed how hard I was trying to get a photo of the blue butterfly and pointed out that they also had a bird in the same blue shade that was more likely to stay stationary for me. As soon as I got my camera focused on the bird, he took off. It just wasn't meant to be.
Kids could choose from an assortment of butterfly wings to wear in the exhibit. I was tempted to tell them I'm a very mature looking eight-year-old.
This pretty little pink bloom sits demurely at the end of a long vine in the desert exhibit.
Butterfly and orchids.
There's a large Chihuly glass installation over the cafe. I recognized his work from Target Corp. and the Minneapolis Institute of Art. Mom and brother were unimpressed by the installation, but I have to say it's my favorite of what I've seen of Chihuly's work which, for the most part, is not my taste. . . .at all.
There are even beautiful floral arrangements on each cafe table. Talk about a class act!