It was mid- February, the time when hundreds of millions of Monarch Butterflies (Danaus Plexippus) begin to wake from their semi-dormant winter rest in the in the SierraMadreMountains in Michoacán, Mexico and prepare for their spring migration south.
It is three hours from the delightful colonial town of San Miguel de Allende, where I am living , to the butterfly sanctuary in the mountains. It is a beautiful trip, through the hills of Michoacán. Tiny colonial towns and villages dotted verdant hillside.
We ascend into the mountains of cloud covered Oyamel firs (Abies religiosa or the Religious Fir tree, so named because its top branches form a cross.)
Here is where the Monarch butterflies over winter. Oyamel firs grow only at…
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