I intended to delve deep into quilting today. Then I went outside to a beautiful feels-like-fall Alabama day. Butterflies and bees were on my zinnias. The Monarch with its distinctive white spots on its wings and torso somehow justifies the wildness of my yard as do the Little Yellows, Gulf Fritillaries, Skippers, and bees.
I could try for words, but the photos speak more eloquently than I could.