I was out on Cherry Creek Res fishing that day and it was surreal. Even 400 yards away from shore, the sky was filled with butterflies. Some flew low in front of my face, and some were high, backlit by the brilliant sunshine and blue skies. But they all seemed to have somewhere else to go. I was feeling a bit low after the tragic events in Las Vegas, and the Painted Ladies came to the rescue. The healing powers of nature's beauty cannot be understated, and the reason why we must strive to preserve it.