I did plant some red verbena and while I was out watering the forever thirsty, run up my water bill annuals, I watched one lone monarch light on it. As I stood and watched it gather nectar, a cat crept out from around the powis castle. He was in full stalking mode after my monarch! Out of nowhere and yet somewhere from deep inside of me, I heard myself quietly say “No! That’s Ed’s monarch.”
Ed was my brother and he died last January. Last summer while at his farm, I had watched Eddie stand each day at the kitchen window in complete reverence watching the monarch
So I did a lot of picture taking of the monarchs for Ed, maybe for me too.
Today, my lovely and beautiful sister in law frets over those butterfly shrubs like she did so tenderly and adoringly with Ed. She tells me the monarchs are all over the back garden. I must go see them; I miss Eddie.