At one point I was able to get the butterfly on my finger, and it seemed to calm down for a few minutes, but then I realized that I couldn't click the shutter with a butterfly on my right hand, so I carefully place my Painted Lady friend back in the windowsill. It resumed it's furious attempts to fly out the window into the great outdoors. I took a few more photos and had Ed come up and act as a butterfly perch for a short while.
After the photo session, I took the butterfly to the front door, and was going to open the door and release it. The butterfly got into a bit of a hurry and landed on the ground. Mollie the dog, thought it looked like a treat, and I had to rescue it in a hurry. Finally the butterfly was set free and I watched it sail up, and out, past the telephone wires into it's next adventure.
Anyway, a few of the phots, mostly unedited (one was cropped slightly) since my hard drive (and therefore "scratch disks") are all full.
