In Search of Butterflies

A walk on a glorious afternoon away from school, in search of butterflies.

Peeking, ducking back into greens and enwrappings. With plum sauce.

Large stone mushroom.

Ants on fancy miniscule flowers.

A lipstick-like plant. Anyone recognize it?

It appears they planted this grass in a carved niche in the fake rock face.

A Buddha made out of fake stone along the road over the south-central hills.

Now I'm distrustfully eyeing all suspicious scenery. Is this natural?

Candy-striped lilies volunteering outside the local scenic spot.

Shoe spectroscopy.

Vectors for directional shoddin' troddin'.

Shoe table related to previous shoe graphs.

Someone's back yard reminds me of Mendo-land.

Practice extreme caution around wicked bonzais and their tricky witchery!

"Schnell wie SCHNEKE!" (Wie Maia es immer gesacht hatte!)

Da schnail ish sho cute, wanna lick it!

Tugging on a bush giraffe tail.

Homestead on a hill where only a foundation and some tombs remain.

Yes, this is still Xiamen, off-trail in the central hills.

Finding a trail that leads... somewhere... past poised stones.

This is a picture of the sound of a frog.
It might be hard to see, because he is using a croak of invisibility.

Emerging from the trees, stumbling upon a misplaced building.
Oh so /this/ is where they left it.

Descending the cliff on a raw trail that ends abruptly in a bamboo bracken,
through which I forge, sliding down to the edge of a highway. A fine walk!

(No explanation offered.)