Painted Lady Butterflies took over the Front Range this September, gracing the sky with an orange tinge and dainty wings. They frequented rose bushes and comfrey alike pollinating as they made their way south to Mexico for the winter. What struck me the most was their presence up in the mountains on a harsh, cold day, which they evidently have to cross before the first frost hits. Its rather amazing how something so small and seemingly unequipped for such a long journey can accomplish such a feat. Even amongst nature we find examples that “by small and simple things are great things brought to pass“.