What are you guys doing down there?

There were so many butterflies flitting around today, never landing for long, and I took dozens of shots trying to get two together.  In this shot I imagine the one in the top left is casting some aspersions as to what the other two might be doing, bottom right. We sat on the back patio and ate dinner.  We had rosé from Chateau Lacroux.  We talked about films and favourite actors and watched the shapes form in the evening clouds as they rolled across overhead.  The universe was probably shouting down at us, "what are you guys doing down there?".