
A friend turned up in the forest. His eyes were alert and wisely opened. He asked where I had become so fond of humans.


This butterfly welcomed us on the path in our own backyard a while back. Open-close-open-close, and meanwhile she thought all along that this was the best time of her life I bet.

Still she seems rather in repose often, seemingly preferring her wings closer together and closed.


And on the same day as the butterfly came to rest and flip around, this robin, a real gourmand de vers , as we can see on this picture, approached us from the tree branches to the ground. Notice the pretty expression thanks to the white around his eye.
ALL PICTURES BY BJG 2020