The Memory Wanderer: Butterfly Catastrophe?

Thursday, September 16, 2021

Butterfly Catastrophe?

It's been a beautifully blue and warm day today which, with the michaelmas daisies, verbena and buddleia all in flower, should have brought butterflies crowding into the garden to join the mass of bees, bumblebees, flies and hoverflies congregating on the flowers - but not a single one have we seen.

One butterfly flew over yesterday during lunch, and we saw....

....a rather sorry-for-itself peacock at Littleferry yesterday, but otherwise we've not seen a butterfly in the garden since 7th September. We aren't the only ones to notice their absence: the man who came to mend our boiler this afternoon commented on it, and he lives in the countryside to the north of here.

What's going on?

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The Memory Wanderer

I'm at the wrong end of the road, a short distance to look forward to and a long way travelled, so I spend more time looking back, enjoying the memories, and less time in anticipation of the way ahead. The road trodden has been a good one, a rich and winding one, over which I hold no regrets. There is much still to do - only the end of the track ahead intimidates.

Time is mine now, so I remember, sometimes deliberately, sitting in the warm sunshine, sometimes because my mind, as if keen to help, suddenly gives me a flash of memory, a vivid picture which, like an exploding rocket, illuminates a moment in life; and then fades.

I have seen its dark side but, in general, the world has been kind to me. I have few regrets, I have many blessings, so these thoughts are offered as a celebration of a fortunate life.