"Look at the dolphins!"
Bruce squealed in delight. "There are five of them. See how they jump out
of the water!"
"I see them. Theyíre
beautiful. Oh, look, Bruce. There are some seals in the water too. Is that
a whale?" Bonnie asked.
"Oh, it is! This is
exciting, seeing dolphins, seals and whales at the same time!" Bruce
"We must be at the very
north of Scotland by now, arenít we?" Bonnie asked.
"Yep! Weíre near a village
called Durness. There are so many things to see and do in this area. I
heard some butterflies talking about it when we were down south," Bruce
"You listen to everything,
donít you?" she chuckled.
"Just about. Itís how you
learn things. There is a cave nearby, called Smoo Cave. Itís the largest
limestone cave in Britain, with a huge entrance and a blowhole too. Also,
Cape Wrath, which is the most northwesterly point in all of Britain, is
not far, about sixteen or seventeen miles west. Thereís a lighthouse there
and itís very rocky with tall cliffs," Bruce explained.
"Sounds nice, but my wings
are a bit tired to go much further right now. How about heading for
Durness and finding some flowers to sip on?" Bonnie begged.
"Sure, Bonnie," Bruce
smiled and the two butterflies headed into the village.
"Puffins!" Bonnie said,
pointing at the birds as they flew by.
"Theyíre called the Clowns
of the Sea. They look like clowns, donít they? I love their beaks. Theyíre
so colorful. Oh, thereís Durness now," Bruce pointed.
They flew past a sign.
"What is that other word under Durness?" Bonnie wondered. "I canít even
pronounce it, D-i-u-r-a-n-a-i-s."
"Itís the name of the town
in Gaelic. A lot of the people up here in the north still speak Gaelic,
the old Scottish language," Bruce said.
"I see. What do the people
do who live here? Itís quite nippy and windy. All I can see are sheep,"
"Iím sure raising sheep is
what they do and fishing," Bruce said as the butterflies landed on a
wooden fence post. "I donít know if weíll find flowers up here. Weíre at
the very top of the country."
"Even up here, there will
be flowers. Itís summer and people love flowers, no matter where they
live. My proboscis will find them," Bonnie smiled. They flew off,
searching for flowers. "Aha. There you go. I see some color down there in
that back garden."
"Youíre right, Bonnie.
There are flowers. What are they though?" Bruce asked.
"Theyíre morning glories
and theyíre lovely. Look how pretty the blue is, and the purple, and the
pink ones too. You know why people plant morning glories, donít you,
Bruce?" Bonnie chuckled.
"No! Because theyíre
"Because morning glories
keep fairies away," Bonnie answered.
"Whatís so bad about
fairies?" Bruce questioned.
"Nothing, to us, but people
they are afraid of them."
"I wonder why? Never mind,
letís have a bite to eat then. You take the blue flowers. Iíll take the
pink," Bruce suggested. As they sipped, Bruce added, "They have stone
circles around here, sort of like Stonehenge, in England, but not as big
or as famous. The mountains are made of Lewisian Gneiss."
"What is Lewisian Gneiss?"
"Itís a type of rock. Look
at the mountains. Theyíre dark and rugged, arenít they? There is also a
lot of moorland too."
"Iím sure the moors are
covered with mosquitoes at this time of year. Letís avoid that area!"
As they sipped the nectar,
a wind began to blow. Rain began to fall. The butterflies hid under the
leaves as the rain beat down. "It does rain hard here," Bruce said. "Weíd
better stay under the leaves until it passes."
Just then a small kitten
came scurrying towards them. It skidded and landed with a thud, right next
to the butterflies. "MEOW! MEOW! MEOW!" it went.
"Poor kitten. It wants to
share the leaves with us. It doesnít like the rain either," Bonnie said.
After a while the rain
stopped and the sun came out from behind the clouds. "MEOW! MEOW! MEOW!"
went the kitten and then it ran away.
"Funny thing, that was.
Cute little kitten, though," Bruce said. "Back to the morning glories?" he
"Youíve got that right,"
Bonnie smiled. "Say, when weíre done here, letís head for that Smoo Cave
and then on to Cape Wrath. Iím in the mood to see more of this
"Anything you say," Bruce
answered and the two butterflies went back to sipping the nectar.