Butterfly Safari

After such an unusual day yesterday I felt compelled to write a blog post, and I hope you like it!

The day started like any other, and I was simply supposed to be meeting a friend for lunch. However, rather than stay local we decided to head to Lancaster, somewhere I've never been before. My friend gave me a little tour of where she used to live and study. Then things took a turn for the strange but also remarkable.

To say my friend likes butterflies would be an understatement, and I'd always wondered where this obsession began. But after a trip to Williamson Park's Butterfly House I can kind of understand. Although quite small and extremely hot – it's like a sauna – the butterfly house is rather magical.

For I time I felt like I was on safari, stalking my pray through the underbrush. Yet instead of shooting them with a gun, a camera (iPhone) was my weapon of choice.  

I hope the photographs I've taken give you a little glimpse of how special this place is.

I forgot to mention they also had terrapins too!

Oh and there was a sign that said that you were not meant to touch the butterflies; clearly this little one didn't agree!

Take care,

Neil x

p.s. Thanks Laura for taking me on such a special day out!