I watch birds. I don’t watch butterflies. I can’t afford the time it would take for another compulsion. But every once in a while, a butterfly leaps in front of my camera and I have to take a picture or two.
If I was actually looking for butterflies and watching them, I’d be able to tell you what kind of butterfly this is.
Okay. Maybe I looked at a few butterfly pictures, but this doesn’t look completely like a brown swallowtail, so my butterfly integrity remains intact. I don’t know what kind of butterfly this is, perched on a Texas Lantana.