When I was in Burnaby the other day I took a walk in Deer Lake Park—not around the lake itself, but around a section of riparian wetlands. The path was bordered by clover, and on every clover flower, not one but many butterflies. Thousands and thousands of them. Tens or hundreds of thousands, likely—it’s a big area. Other walkers told me it had been like that for a week.
They’re some kind of skipperling, I think, but I don’t know enough about the ins and outs of identifying butterflies to know which for sure. They looked like Garita skipperlings to me, but according to the E-Fauna atlas map their range doesn’t extend to the lower mainland. So I guess I’ll just stick with generic skipperling.
I coaxed one into sitting on my finger for quite a while, so I got a good look at it, but that didn’t leave me with enough hands free to take its portrait. Oh well!