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‘While on the path, which was very overgrown and FULL of spiders, the trek was slow. There were butterflies everywhere, and I had my camera ready to take photos. A butterfly, average size for the more larger North American breed, floated/flew in from my right out of the trees. It floated across the path in front of me, headed for a small bush to the left of the path. I was watching it because if it held still I was going to take its picture. It briefly landed on the top leaf of the bush, and that’s when its bottom half suddenly (with no transition, it was just sudden) had the feathers and legs of a very small brown bird. It used its legs to alight onto the leaf and push itself back off again. When it was back into the air by about an inch, it continued to fly/float along as a full butterfly as it joined a small group of striped (or were they yellow?) butterflies flitting over a flowering bush that was much taller than me a few feet off the path into the trees. I can’t remember any of their colors anymore, but I do recall that the butterfly didn’t have the same pattern as the others because I wondered why it was going around them. I’ve never seen butterfly clump with anything but their own kind my whole life. That’s not my FIRST fairy encounter, but it is the one where I can give you a firm location. My husband was ahead of me on the trail with his back to me. And the event happened so quickly he wouldn’t have had time to turn around anyway. I certainly didn’t have time to lift my camera.’ ‘Butterfly then bird, then butterfly again.’ ‘Yeah, those such sounds I haven’t heard since I was a kid and it could have been someone’s radio to boot. So. No [sound].’ ‘I’m an abductee. This was a very different experience. When you’ve got a lifetime of weird stuff going on, you learn to tell things apart. Also, one of your questions up there doesn’t have an option for me to select that applies.’ ‘[Fairies are] just beings like cats, dogs, and people.’