What a beautiful world.

Blue (?)

Blue (?)

African monarch - Danaus chrysippus aegyptius ♂ note 4 spots on hindwing

                                              

Making whoopie

Pansy

Acrea

A quiet day at the ranch.


A little corner, it is my butterfly collection's place. This is where I keep many of the butterflies of the world I live in. It was not always the case. There was a time when a net would do the work of a camera, a pin-board was the screen, and a drawer or frame the holder - a computer memory keep the images now.

Diadem ♂ - Hypolimnas misippus

 Insects have always interested me, all living things do. To me, even a rock is alive. It has a past, present, and future ... Having said that, that goes for all of my world. All of the all, has history.

The biggest problem with getting involved with this part of the world, is firstly - space.

Very few mothers, and even less wives, are happy with having all the trimmings and paraphernalia of a collector inside a house. That is where the word 'den' originates from.

A den is similar to a wolf's lair.
Den: – noun

1.

the lair or shelter of a wild animal, especially a predatory mammal.

2.

Diadem ♀   

a room, often secluded, in a house or apartment, designed to provide a quiet, comfortable, and informal atmosphere for conversation, reading, writing, etc.

3.

a cave used as a place of shelter or concealment. (Dictionary.com)

The wolf's lair, a word which I much prefer above the 'dogbox', which I frequent, (it does sound more impressive to say - "I live in the wolf's lair", than to admit to being in the dogbox all the time), well - my lair is a revamped storeroom. Here I can do as I please, as long as it meets with management's approval. No pin-ups against the wall; no 'sleeping out'; curfew at 10; and the empty coffee mug to be brought in.

Some aspects of all of this, will become clear to some people, at some stage. If anybody gets any sense out of all of this, please let me know. As I could then explain it to the other people. In the meanwhile, I am having fun!

Where are the butterflies?

That is a question I would like to have answered as well.

X-mas butterfly/Citrus swallotail -  Princeps demodocus demodocus

Ah, yes ... something to keep in mind. I am totally, thoroughly, and off this planet, lost on a computer. I do not understand the English.Then someone told me - the main body of people who design programs are not English, and can hardly even speak English. They are , so I heard, geeks or nerds ... who can only speak American. Maybe that explains some of it.

Also, computers have never featured in my world before till about 2 years ago. Now, I heard someone say, "How?". I will answer , 'it was very easy, I was always without money, hence I never had to pay tax, and any paperwork was done by someone else. Simple. 

  

Books are another one of my worlds. I grew up without the luxury of the modern conveniences we have today. When the sun was up, so were we. We walked to school, all 3 blocks. No doting parent to drop one off. Later I was in a boarding school, there was no parent at all, only unsympathetic teachers. We had to make do with the radio and amuse ourselves with books and/or art, and even sport. So - books were my option.  

I digress - the butterflies are gone!


There I was, the owner of a brand new blog log. One which I may be able to handle, as all previous attempts to create a blog failed. The photos were busy being downloaded, there were only 3 left, and the internet went off line. All the photos gone. A few megabytes poorer, and a frustrated blogger with an extra paragraph to write about. Never-mind, we will try again.

Painted lady - Venessa cardui

Poplar leopard/African leopard - Phalanta phalantha aethiopica

African monarch - Danuas chrysippus aegyptius ♀

Plain stupidity can be solved, as long as there is a will, there is hope. Keep at it. I did find the photos (okay, how was I to know ... they put them over there for me.) Now, to get those photos here, and knowing how and what I did. Did someone say, one cannot be that dumb ? Yes, ignorance is the best teacher. If you do not know, you do not know.

Sometimes: Things are tough, days are bad, still - we carry on.

Ignoramus et ignorabimus - We do not know and will not know.