Photography looking straight up at the blue sky
Lying on my back on the cold hard tile, I gazed upward at some thing quite opposite. Swaying in the gentle breeze were the delicate flowers on top of the purple orchid tree as butterflies gracefully fluttered on and off each flower. Nothing could be more serene and peaceful and so needed at this moment.
At least a dozen butterflies were dancing around this tree and with the gentle breeze it was impossible to predict where they were going next. At the moment I would even think the butterfly was going to land or cross the sky where I thought, another butterfly would come and they would begin dancing around and then separate into different directions. That was the relaxing part of this morning, the waiting and watching.