Hubby is calling me his “little naturalist” the last few weeks.
At first, my family called me the deer whisperer, because whenever I went to visit Mom and take care of her every month, I always saw deer, and no one else did until I pointed them out.
Then they called me the bird whisperer, because I have learned a lot about backyard birds.
Then I was the owl whisperer, the fox whisperer, and now…now I am the Monarch whisperer!
I am totally untrained and just tried my best to give these little guys and gals a helping hand. I hope one of their progeny makes it to Mexico!
Thanks for sharing!!