On INW , I got this fantastic photograph of the parts of a camera:

Since I have been so lucky in finding people to go with this past week, I thought that I would do a post on the wildflowers, and the butterflies I was able to photograph. Those last few words are important, because it’s immediately obvious why the word “butterfly” came from the word “flutterby”. These are SUCH restless creatures, flitting here and there (in the novels of P G Wodehouse , all faithless people are referred to as butterflies because they “flit from flower to flower”)…but sometimes one can sneak up on these beauties as they rest lightly on leaves, flowers, the ground or anywhere else….

Sometimes, amidst the plastic and the tawdry stuff that one finds on the footpath stalls, one comes across nuggets….

Two birding trips, one to Ramnagara and one to Ragihalli in the Bannerghatta Forest area….an evening with old film music and great friends….catching up with old friendships…what could be better? I am a very lucky person.

She doesn’t post on LJ any more, but she does send me some very amusing stuff! Here’s one.