Southport in August

Flower Show attracting nature lovers

I am seeking different experiences

Spontaneous decision made

Heading along the promenade

Breathing sea air

Mixed with traffic pollution

Forward into the unknown

Formby my destination

Nobody else around on this footpath

Eveyone too busy viewing horticulture

Yet here we had another kind of nature

Wildflowers resplendent in the sun

Yet today there was extra magic

Butterflies

A veritable cavalcade of butterflies

Flitting from one flower to another

And in so many hues

Blue, red, gold and purest white

They kept me company

Landing on my shirt

To hitch a ride for a few metres

Then back about their business

Catching glimpses of the beach from within these dunes

I would see only one fellow human on that path

During the hour-long trek

Oblivious to all going on around him

Plugged into music as he was

I assumed that is what his giant headphones were about

Maybe he listened to alien spaceship transmissions?

We can never be sure

I just guessed it must be music

Once more to tranquillity

And my new lepidopteran friends

Formby is reached

I would have bought an ice-cream if I ate dairy

Instead I rested a few moments on the sand

To head back once more

Walking my own footsteps in reverse

Considerably less butterflies now

Oddly

Where did they all go?

For the next hour I saw few

The moment passed

Wishing I had taken photos earlier

Yet memory of the magic stayed

 

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