Sea rescue number two.
Minutes after placing the Ladybird in safety I noticed this bedraggled Butterfly laying in the wet sand.
Not sure if it was still alive I was amazed at how it sprung to life as soon as I picked it up.
Its wings were tattered and its eyes where hazed over, yet again my tiny companion was refusing to fly away.
There was no rush, I enjoyed once again a moment of deep connection with another fragile Being.
Sensing the holiness of both encounters.
Standing proud he warmed his tiny body in the Sun, until once again I had to prompt my tiny charge to leave my hand...............