Before we left, we had to check on our family caterpillars. We have a little butterfly garden on our back patio and just happened to have four little caterpillars of our very own. All four were present and accounted for, so it was time to head out to the festival!
When we got there, they were getting ready to do a butterfly release. So we killed time and had a cherry snow cone. Brianne was very gracious and shared her snow cone with me :o)
The festival had a lot of local vendors, some selling butterfly related goods (butterfly plants, wind chimes, etc), and others selling locally grown produce and crafts. We sampled some fresh strawberries, and then Brianne wanted to get her faced painted. Even though there were a handful of kids in line before us, Brianne wanted to wait to get her face painted.
When asked what she wanted, she said (of course) a princess! When asked what kind of princess, she said "a flower princess." So that's what she got. She was thrilled to be a pretty flower princess.
Right next to the face painting, some Japanese drummers were getting started, so we sat on the lawn and jammed to the beat. Here's the band with their dragon. Ironically, I don't think any of the musicians in the band were Japanese, but they still did a great job.
Brianne was so inspired by their performance that she wanted to try drumming.
We ventured a little farther and found the butterfly tent where you could feed live butterflies. They had little cups of Gatorade to dip your finger in. The sweetness was supposed to attract the butterflies. Brianne took matters into her own hands and called after them "come HERE butterflies!" Here we are with two - one on Brianne's hand and one on her shirt. Brianne wasn't afraid at all!
This one Monarch butterfly loved Brianne. It sat on her finger for a good 5 minutes, which gave me a great opportunity to get a good picture! Our home butterfly garden is specifically for Monarchs, so maybe this is one of our butterflies... Reunited at last (at least that's what we like to think :o)
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