Catch me there
Gonna get me there
If I have to climb all the mountains on the moon
I'll be in butterfly mornings
And wild flower afternoons
The last two days have been a gift. . . . rain fell and the thermostat dropped. I had been worried because I hadn't seen many butterflies this summer, but all my worrying was for naught.
I also saw a black swallowtail but wasn't able to catch him on camera.
At one point I just stopped what I was doing and sat and watched. A pair of hummingbirds were feeding from the "hot lips" salvia. A Towhee flew up and perched in the butterfly bush just a few feet away. The little black-capped chickadee came to the feeder when I was close enough to reach out and touch it. The bees were happily buzzing nearly everywhere I looked. There was a cool breeze and even a little drizzle. It was a piece of heaven.
Wishing you "butterfly mornings and wildflower afternoons".