Another Magical Spot

The approach to Roxborough State Park is set in old grazing lands, and doesn't look especially interesting. After the final bend in the road, though, you enter a landscape that looks as though it might be home to creatures from the imaginations of Tolkein, C.S. Lewis, and other great fantasists.

We didn't see any hobbits or even Mr. Tumnus, but nature put on her own magic show in a meadow set against this monolithic backdrop: a huge swarm of tiny sulphur butterflies—so pale a green that they appeared white from a distance—dancing (mating?) above the tall grass. There was no way to capture the scene on camera, so we stood silently, watching in wonder.