I have found a place where I do not need to answer my cell phone, read emails or feel chained to my computer. Here I can savor the delicious tropical breeze coming off Biscayne Bay. Entering this green hideaway, I am serenely transported to a refuge where I can relax and enjoy its sights, sounds, and fragrances in slow-time.
Every September millions of migrating Monarch Butterflies fly the sky road clocking over a hundred miles a day to a winter destination in Central Mexico where they will end their remarkable nine-month life cycle. Where do they go exactly? Why do they do it?