We a-go-gos live almost, kinda, sorta, smack-dab-in-the-middle of two monarch groves. It seems those pretty orange and black butterflies really like our coastal eucalyptus and have been hanging out in two separate groves, one northish of us and one south of us.
For the past six years we have always managed to miss them but I think I can be okay with that since it appears we have our own tiny colony at the homestead thanks to a happily blooming butterfly bush. Some days, I can count more than a dozen flittering about. Aren't they dreamy?