So I'm taking photos of the butterflies in the flowers at the office when, after a few minutes, I notice one has flown down on the sidewalk. I take a couple of captures (close up) but he doesn't move. Oh no, I think, something's wrong. So I reach down and barely touch him and say "are you alright? what's wrong? are you OK?" He didn't move so I got a leaf to see if he would get on that. "here, get on the leaf" I say. Two things happened at that point - he flew back up to the flowers and I realized the office workers heading to lunch were looking over at me, wondering why I was talking to a butterfly. But we were both fine, really, just fine, fine...
