Description

A Brimstone butterfly clings to the red Nasturtium, wings open like pale-green sails catching the sun. Light spills across its surface, tracing fine veins, showing every curve. It feels alive, alert, ready to lift away at any moment. The flower holds steady, its petals deep crimson, soft yet bold against the butterfly’s delicate shape. Together they create a scene of fierce contrast—green and red, stillness and motion.

The butterfly shifts slightly, antennae moving, tasting the warm breeze. Its slender legs grip the petal edge, light but sure. The Nasturtium cradles it gently, curling petals like a nest of silk. Behind them, orange and yellow blooms melt into a dreamy blur, framing their brief encounter. The Brimstone butterfly seems weightless, suspended between air and earth, as if time itself bends around its pause. This moment feels both fleeting and eternal, a meeting of colours, textures, and quiet energy in the heart of summer.