Travelers

This is a picture book for your coffee table and for your grandchildren. These pictures were taken on our farm about 12 miles north of Fulton, South Dakota a few years ago when the Monarchs gathered in our yard as they were preparing to migrate. There were thousands of them that year, hanging from every tree. It was a thrill to see them. The pictures don't do justice to them, but they give you a tiny idea of what they were like. I'm sorry to say that I have never seen them like that again. The poem equates the journey of the butterflies with the journey our grandchildren make growing up to be the fine people we want them to be. They need our encouragement.