Ordinary days of summer


Early morning view¬† — a little ritual of each day — to look and see the wonder of the sky first thing.


The sun comes up and washes the butterfly bush in light and they come and drink deeply.


And then, in the middle of the day, they come…having no shame, they come and taunt me with their presence, reminding me of the havoc they wrecked in the gardens through the night. Boldly lapping even the birds’ seed from the feeder. Huffing at my complaint. Think me mean if you will but I cannot love them.


One thought on “Ordinary days of summer

  1. Diane | An Extraordinary Day

    Oh Elaine…they are such bad boys (and girls). My neighbors have stubs for plants. We have a four foot fence around the yard and for some reason, they have chosen not to jump it. Yay!!
    I love the photo of the swallowtail. Lately I’ve been seeing quite a few. They surely are lovely.

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