Just Beyond Reach

At the top of a honeysuckle mass high in an abandoned arbor, five butterflies fluttered, out of reach of my camera -- four Eastern Tiger Swallowtails and one Buckeye.

Half an hour's frustration nets one butterfly photo (this little fellow circled and circled me, alighting briefly on my left breast, just long enough for me to focus completely); one red ant on a daisy; sedum closeups; and several pink roses.

Too cloudy, too late in the afternoon, too light of wing and too dark of shadow, everything stayed just beyond reach, but did not spoil my lovely idyll.