I revisited my inner girl today and chased butterflies through a field. But not this one.  He posed for me last summer, back when I still shot everything on Auto. Today all the butterflies were in league to frustrate my attempts to capture them on my camera. Just as I would zoom in for a close up, away they flew. There’s only so much running a forty-something with a heavy camera hanging around her neck will do. The closest I came to these yellow babies was this: Shame on those uncooperative butterflies.  I just couldn’t compete with the early nectar … Continue reading Chasing Butterflies