So Cal’s Painted Ladies
The beginning of the week, I was stuck trying to make a morning left turn when I saw lots of smudges floating in the distance. Fire? I thought, while the light turned red once again. As I waited for my next chance to turn, the smudges turned into — butterflies, dozens and dozens flew past my windshield, being pushed skyward by the oncoming traffic. It was an amazing sight and I’m sure you’ve shared a similar one if you live here.
You can read more about this year’s incredible numbers here.
See you on the river, Jim Burns