Monarch LOVE

we spied the whole Monarch Butterfly lifecycle at our Butterfly Park this week 

 It's the little things like this that make my happy!

Monarchs Roosting in Huntington Beach

For the first time in many many years, the Monarchs are back and roosting in the trees at Norma Gibbs Park. This is such exciting news. The butterfly park is all aflutter with monarchs right now. Check out these shots of the monarchs hanging in our park's eucalyptus trees. When the park was rehabilitated, the experts said this would not happen for 10 years. I'm so thrilled. All this happened because one person decided to bring these butterflies back to our park. Great job Leslie and thanks for sharing your awesome photos.

Monarch Time

I got a call from my friend from Butterfly Park asking if we'd like to take care of and tag the park's butterflies while she's on a vacation. Heck Yeah!! So everyday, we watch these beauties come out of their chrysalis and dry their wings. After a few hours we tag them and watch them fly off to live their magical little lives.

Book Love: I, Monty

This book is a great book about my beloved Monarchs. My mom-in-law picked this up for a buck at one of our local libraries. We miss her, she's on a super long vacation across the states.

Tagging our Monarchs

Norma Gibbs Park is a flutter with Monarch Butterflies right now. We tagged and freed over 50 Monarch Butterflies recently. Hopefully, they will lay lots of eggs all over our park's milkweed. It's so exciting to see the Monarchs fly all over. I'm so thankful to my friend Leslie, whom single handily turned this overgrown and mostly dead park around. Now, it's a safe place to bring our children, so they can explore the beauty of the Monarchs. We tag the butterflies to track their migration. Last year, one of our tagged beauties flew to Camp Pendleton.

Stow away Caterplier

This little guy was a found amongst our milkweed a few weeks ago. He was really small and would require a lot of milk weed to turn into a chrysalis. I got desperate and started feeding him the milkweed I'd grown from seeds all summer. The little bugger ate all of it. Now he's transforming into a butterfly. I can't wait to meet him or her.