Each day she came; a Monarch floating on butterfly wings above my Fall mums. Savoring the sweetness of the nectar, flitting from flower to flower, she was a whisper of gentleness. Soon the temperatures would drop and she would have to go. Why was she lingering still? She was taking joy in the beauty of Fall.
Beautiful creature beautifully photographed!
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Thank-you Lynn,
I love capturing the beauty in the garden.
~ ellen
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