Dinah Robinson
I found a little butterfly trapped inside the window of the shed at my cottage-farm on a warm day in early April.
She found her way into the shed after waking up from hibernation but couldn’t find her way back out. The sunny south-facing window was so warm and tempting and the crack under the door was in the dark.
I managed to pick her up with a piece of paper and walked her to the open door. She flew right to the last of the snow for a drink.
She stayed for a while and I was able to take a few shots of her straw-like proboscis sticking into the melting snow.