The blue miracle of Sayn

On sunday I was in the mood for butterflies, so we went on a trip to "Garden of butterflys" of the noble family of Sayn-Wittgenstein-Sayn (what a name!).

They organized a few hundred dolls of "blue morpho" from Brazil, now all slip by and by. Crazy.

  My son had  the idea that  a horde of rampaging visitors chasing a few measly intimidated fleeing butterflies  and you get to actually see anything.

The opposite was the case when we came in a bunch of blue Morpho pounced on him, that he was really a little scared at first. Hihi, he would have better not worn anything yellow.

Here are a few impressions of an incredible sunny sunday, with nice meal on the sunny terrase of the castle's restaurant.