How my dog and a butterfly inspired me to enjoy the journey
As I was sitting at my laptop considering an angle for my next blog story, kiddoodle Chloe rang the “potty” bell (aka “play” and “outside” bell) that hung beside the door. Distracted by thoughts of blog titles and introductory sentences, I opened the kitchen door and my very enthusiastic muppet dog bounded into our backyard. The breezy summer day awakened me from my thoughts. It was cooler than the 100 degree temps that had been visiting us. I looked at Chloe. My self-imposed deadline to complete my blog within the hour began to fade from my thoughts.
A Beautiful Day…
Chloe was the first to spot the fluttery butterfly on the pinky winky hydrangea bush in our backyard. I ran inside to fetch my DLSR camera. When I returned, I couldn’t believe my good fortune–both Chloe and the butterfly were still within camera shot of each other. Chloe investigated her fluttery new friend as it hovered over the pale pink and white flower blossoms. A cardinal swooped in. Locusts hummed. It was one of those moments that leave me searching for the right word to describe it, and feeling inadequate at my craft, I decided that “beautiful” will have to do.
Off the Beaten Path…
About one hundred camera shots later and after the butterfly slipped out of our backyard to continue on her journey, Chloe scooped up her well-worn, yellow tennis ball of happiness in her mouth and dropped it in the grass that had turned from spring green to the deeper emerald hues of summer. In a familiar routine (evident by the pattern etched in the grass by fluffy muppet paws), I threw the ball. Chloe’s ears fluttered in the breeze as she returned it to me. As I tossed the ball in the air a second time, I threw my planned blog story to the wind. It could wait for a winter day. It was summer! Chloe had just shared her own dog days of summer story with me. It just needed telling.
Fluttery Butterfly Days and a Happy Dog
Summer butterfly days flutter by.
A Few Side Notes…
- A quick Google search confirmed that the butterfly who visited our backyard was an eastern tiger swallowtail. According to Butterflies and Moths of North America, the Papilio glaucus Linnaeus has two flights from May through September in the north. (Our visitor was right on schedule!)
- “Pinky Winky” really is the name for the hydrangea bush that the swallowtail butterfly made as her temporary resting spot. Isn’t that the cutest name for a plant?
- Naturally curious, Chloe stops to watch anything with wings including birds, bees, butterflies…and airplanes.
How does your dog inspire you enjoy the moment?
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