Monarch Butterfly Sanctuary

I've already had the pleasure and it was the most spiritual experience of my life. Nobody on the mountain except for the four of us and all I could hear was the sighing of the breeze in the trees and the sound of a billion butterfly wings. The butterflies were all over me but not the others. Now you know where my avatar came from... that's my hand.

I assume you are asking me... we went in the middle of February in '97 and in the middle of the week. We drove ourselves there from San Miguel the day before. It was COLD and we were on the mountain at 9 am and had to wait for the sun to hit the tops of the trees before the butterflies started to stir. The top layer would start to flex their wings and when they were warm enough, they would take off. Then the next layer would start to stretch. As all the layers of butterflies took to the air, the tree limb would gradually return to its original position having been weighted down by all the butterflies. Magical.