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Blue Butterfly

Yesterday's brown butterfly is one of the brilliant blue butterflies when it opens its wings!

I've run out of material so perhaps this is a good time for me to take a blog break while I figure out what I will do with my blogs in the New Year.


  1. Thank you so much for your blogs, Joan Elizabeth :-) I've enjoyed every one of them. If you decide to continue next year, I'll be keen to follow whatever road/s you take. Have a great festive season and good health for the future. Cheers - Elaine in Brisbane

    1. I am glad you have enjoyed the Blogs Elaine. I will almost certainly continue. I just have to decide what to do to keep it interesting for me to do.

  2. That blue is amazing and the butterfly looks so big!

    1. It is big JM. I was stunned at how beautiful they are. One of the highlights of the trip.

  3. What a beauty. Hope you enjoy your break and will be awaiting your return.

    1. Yes I will enjoy my break Susan. I am working a lot at the moment but do get a holiday break in December but not planning to go anywhere this year.

  4. I have enjoyed this blog but must admit I have been finding it hard to keep up with everyone's blog. I hope you continue I have enjoyed having you as a blog friend.


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