Three Tiger Swallowtails, aimlessly flitting around on a breeze for a few moments. I always enjoy their beauty as they float and flutter and go about their butterfly business. Butterflies in the sky and a few puffy clouds ... says lazy summer day to me :-) Makes me wonder what it's like to be them at that moment.
Title is from a poem apparently used at some memorial services when butterflies are released as symbols of a person's spirit rising to heaven.